i love when you listen to a new song and you’re like three seconds in and you’re already like yes this pleases me it is mine
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And I understand. I understand why people hold hands: I’d always thought it was about possessiveness, saying ‘This is mine’. But it’s about maintaining contact. It is about speaking without words. It is about I want you with me and don’t go.
(via i-think-a-lot-about-us)
I want to be with you
I don’t want to be with you because you have the perfect body or because I want to be able to call you mine. While both are true statements, they’re not why I want to be with you.
I want to be with you because I want to spend my life with my best friend. I want to be up at 3:00 in the morning playing old video games, laughing about the stupidest things. I want to be able to look over at you and both of us crack up because we know what the other is thinking.
I want to be with you, not for the long love poems, but for the in between the lines gestures that make my heart race. A joking “you’re perfect” or when our hands meet for a brief second.
I want to be with you because you make me happy. Not the empty happiness that comes from empty words. Happiness that makes me whole as you make me laugh until I’m gasping for breath. Happiness that only you can create.
I want to be with you because I’m lucky enough to call you my best friend. I was lucky enough to find someone that is my ray of sunshine, lighting up my life.
I want to be with you because I love you.
(via wellheyimgay)
you are not mine
but,
fuck I wish you were
|after midnight thoughts| (via expl–re)
Reblog if you don’t have a girlfriend or boyfriend.
That’s a lot of notes. Let’s all date each other. Everyone get into groups of two.
Let’s do the math then.
with 841,518 reblogs that would be 420,279 couples.
cAN I GET MINE IN PINK PLS
everytime I see this post it has an even amount of notes, I guess I’m just doomed to be alone forever
We need to make out.
So I can push you against the wall, on the bed, get on top of you, underneath you, lay you on the table, wrap my legs around your waist, you wrap yours around mine.. I want to bite your bottom lip, kiss & run my tongue up the side of your neck and nibble your ear , have you dig your nails into me , moaning / groaning , heart’s racing , running my hands & finger tips all over your body.. I just want you hardcore.
(via wellheyimgay)
I considered suicide, but I felt a strange fondness for my body, my life. Scarred as they were, they were mine.
Charles Bukowski (via couple-platonic)
my kink is bein friendly and havin a good time
mine is bondage
nowadays 16 & 17 years old couples be spending the night at each others houses
not sure how y’all parents are but mine don’t play that shit
My dad still wouldn’t let me
queenbree1998