And whoever made you… Whatever creator you came from, I’d thank him every day for someone so brilliant. I mean, my God, I look at you and I wonder “How on Earth did they come up with you?”
— (via darkparad-se)
Drunk text me. I want
to be the one you think of
when you can’t think straight.
— "Drunk Texts are Flattering" by Claire Luisa (via deadhomo)
Pour your heart out. Scream at the top of the world. Grieve all you can until your tears are no more.
— (via psych-facts)
If I had a drink for every fuck I gave about you, I’d be intoxicated forever. I’d drink myself to death.
— (via iodize)
Fifteen minutes with you.
Well, I wouldn’t say no.
— The Smiths - Reel Around The Fountain (via anditslove)