You lay quietly sleeping and I, I run my fingers softly over the lines of ink Etched on your body I find myself jealous, Jealous of the million of tiny pricks in your skin And their permanence I want to be your forever, Forever gracing your life Like the images gracing your skin
Can I tell you a sappy story, tumblr? (Really,...
[[MORE]]When I was a freshman in college, I met this guy. I thought he was super cute but he intimidated the hell out of me. My sophomore year, we started working together. I didn’t know him real well still, but there was something about him that made me want to be his friend (or more?). I saw him as one of the “cool kids” (although also a genuinely nice guy) and developed a...
aprettypastiche: baliset: ain’t no party like a Gatsby party because a Gatsby party don’t stop until at least two people are dead and everyone is disillusioned with the jazz age as a whole
predictions for future living with kelsey:
laughingatcloudssodarkupabove: “Get your fat ass up and come cook dinner with me…and then we’re going on a walk.” “Bitch, go do your homework or I’m not going to talk to you for the next week”