I could write a fucking novel about the ache of missing you.

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i love that theres like

friend love

like you can desperately be in love w/ somebody

but like

in the friend way

u feel me

The rain was falling faster than I’d ever seen, and I was falling right there with it. Without a word, you grabbed my hand and we ran as fast as we could. We didn’t stop running until we reached your empty porch, and as soon as we found shelter, my lips found yours. The street was black and powerless from the storm, and without any clocks moving forward, the hours were ours.

I don’t know how long we stayed like that, but eventually you had to go inside. When I finally did leave your porch, the storm was only growing louder. I’d just made it back to the street when the sound of thunder clapping ripped into the sky.

And so I stopped walking.

And I took a bow.

Dominic Matthew Jackson, Our First Storm (via dominicmatthew)


I keep getting these shitty dreams that fuck me up for days
It is awful to want to go away and to want to go nowhere.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath. (via wordsnquotes)


my favorite part of concerts is when the band plays a song everyone knows so everyone’s singing along all out of tune but then the singer stops singing and they point the mic at the crowd and u just hear everyone in the crowd singing the words to the music and u see the smiles on the band members’ faces bc they know people care about their music and everyone’s just so happy who cares about anything else


May I never be complete. May I never be content. May I never be perfect. (by Ibreathenomore)


Harry and Louis sitting next to each other in ‘This is Us

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