Sempiternal.

I crave physical affection. I crave skin on skin. play with my hair, hold my hand, touch me, kiss me. I crave you.

Work on you, for you.

Dear Me, one day I’ll make you proud.

I cannot take being ignored. That shit triggers a whole another level of crazy.

They’ll break your heart to pieces, then call you heartless.

Kill the part of you that believes it can’t survive without someone else.

I’m kinda glad I’m so difficult to deal with & understand bc then I know when someone stays around, they truly want to..

how can you sleep at night knowing you completely destroyed someone who only wanted to give you the world

When you love someone, they become a part of who you are. They’re in everything you do. They’re in the air you breathe and the water you drink and the blood in your veins. Their touch stays on your skin and their voice stays in your ears and their thoughts stay in your mind. You know their dreams because nightmares pierce your heart and their good dreams are your dreams too. And you don’t think they’re perfect, but you know their flaws, the deep-down truth of them, and the shadows of all their secrets, and they don’t frighten you away, in fact you love them more for it, because you don’t want perfect. You want them.