There’s something so pure about someone who’s excited to be around you. Like yes tell me you want to see me, tell me when exactly you want see me, tell me you want to kiss me, tell me you miss me, tell me you’re looking forward to next time we meet. Vocalize
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“Tell me about the things you love, and the things you hate. Tell me what keeps you going, and what makes you falter. Tell me about the things that boil your blood, and the ocean you cry when no one is looking. Tell me anything. Tell me nothing. I will listen. Even when you have nothing but silence to offer. I will still listen.”
— Lukas W. // I will listen (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
Kiss me in public. Put your arm around me so people know I’m with you. Call me babe in front of our waiter. Pull me in because I’m just not quite close enough to you. Make me watch that one tv show that’s your guilty pleasure. Tell me your biggest fear and I’ll promise to protect you. Kiss me at red lights because if you don’t then I’ll kiss you. Show me the one song you can never listen to without crying. Don’t hide the tiny details about you. Because I’ll remember every one of them.
Don’t be afraid to be “too much.” Call me 5 times a day because you wanna hear my voice or something came up and you wanna tell me immediately. Text me 12 times in a row when I don’t answer fast enough. Leave me cute texts when you can’t sleep. Hold my hand. Everywhere. Sit really close to me on the couch. Keep your hand on my thigh. Always have a part of you touching a part of me. Tell me you love me every hour I don’t care I want to be smothered in love holy fuck life is too short to hold back.
“Seduce me. Write letters to me. And poems, I love poems. Ravish me with your words. Seduce me.”
If we’re “talking” I need to know what “we” are. You want a friendship? Let me know so I can treat you like a homie. You’re talking to other people? Let me know so I don’t cut anyone off. You’re only talking to me? Let me know so I only commit to you. You like me? Tell me. You’re not feeling it? Let me know so we can stop talking. I’m not going to catch wrong feelings for someone that’ll leave me hanging and I don’t want to lead someone on when I don’t want what they want.
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“I’m in my 20’s and I still see 15 year old me, rubbing her eyes and crying. In the middle of her whimpering she asks me ‘Why doesn’t anyone love me.’ and I just shake my head and return her gaze before turning the light switch to ‘off’ and walking away in hopes my answer will come to me the next day.”
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a. h. eun
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Please hold me tight, hug me, kiss me, tell me you love me and that you will never leave me.
Don’t say you love me if you don’t. Stop messing with me. I’m not a a rag doll. You cannot hug me then throw me across the room. Stop hurting me. Stop lying to me. Please
My stitches are undoing
