doctorwhothefuckareyou:

i like my men how i like my tea

thrown in the boston harbor

I like my men like I like my wine.

Twelve years old and locked in a basement. 

I like my men how I like my meat

ground up and in the freezer

I like my men how I like my books

bound in leather

I like my men how I like my homework

spread all over the table

one on top of the other

I’m so done with this site omg

(Source: onita, via alexiaestrella)

I wanna be the girl you stay up all night talking to. The one who you can’t stop thinking about. The one who can make you laugh so hard you cry. The one who you can talk to about your problems and trust fully. The one who can make you feel better after a tough situation. The one who can brighten your day. The one you can be yourself with. The one who understands you. I wanna be the girl you’re in love with.

(Source: makemesmilee-blog, via escapefromthislabyrinth)

dongstrider:

im—really—weird:

psyducked:

I wish there were necklaces given to us at birth that were half of a unique shape and your soulmate wore the other half and they got warmer the closer together you were and colder the further away you were so you could go on this journey when you’re ready to find your other half so that you could be spared all the pain and heartbreak of being played with by those who don’t take dating as seriously as you do

somebody please write a book on this

(via heartsareaweakness)