crush culture

IM BACK AND I HAVE  ACRUSH AGAIN ACK

what i wouldn’t give to be snuggled up oh so close to you, your head on my chest and your arms around my waist as i play with your hair and tell you how lucky i am to have you in my life

Don’t open up to me. It’ll only make me feel special and you and I both know I’m not.

i know i’m not good enough for you. i’m just waiting for the day you realize that too.

I can feel the ghosts of your kisses and wonder when they will next come alive.

he put his hands on my hips and i shivered. it was supposed to feel good but it burned. the scars from where those before him had touched were still raw. i cried.

Like Icarus, I too wished to obtain something too beautiful and bright for me.

because he was the sun and i was the moon and i only glowed when he wanted me to 

i’m not so good at hiding wholesome truths you see it on my face when i turn blue