I just want to lay down next to you with our legs intertwined. I want to look into your beautiful brown eyes that i sure as hell would get lost in. I want to trace my fingertips across your skin. I want to talk about the world with you. I want to stroke my fingers through your hair and i just want to kiss you. I want to let you know how much I love you.
― her (via cxlifornians)
if you had a friend who spoke to you in the same way you sometimes speak to yourself, how long would you allow that person to be your friend?
― one of the most eye opening things i’ve read in a while (via cacophobix)