I’m starting to think that there’s a soul mate out there for everyone except me.(via jesslve)
I want you. Simple as that,
I want to taste your skin on a Friday night anywhere—
somewhere under the stars and the moon and the sky.
I want you, I want to feel your touch on a couch in a basement—
with the lights off and a bad romance film acting as background noise to the sound of our heartbeats.
I want you. Constantly and consistently,
I want your fingers interlaced with mine, when walking anywhere—
somewhere in public where you proudly know people will be sure to see.
I want you, I want you, I want you.
Do you want me?
I refuse to be your second choice.
Not when you were my first.
Not when I didn’t even have a choice.
this one time in art class we were painting and my teacher was like
"hannah take off your jacket id hate for you to get paint on your led zeppelin sweater"
and i was just like
Jeff Davis: This is gonna be a Lydia/Banshee centered Season, guys!
Jeff Davis: *Throwa Malia at us*
Jeff Davis: *Forces Stalia to happen*
Jeff Davis: *Gives Lydia all of five minutes on screen in favor of Malia*