I’m more attached to my hoodie than my family
Fuck, that’s it. Just like that. Lets find the fuck-rhythm and slam each other nice and deep until we both go fucking cross-eyed.
The first time he’d held her hand, it felt so good that it crowded out all the bad things. It felt better than anything had ever hurt.
|—||From ELEANOR AND PARK BY RAINBOW ROWELL (via the-white-blank-pages)|
To be strong is to understand weakness. To be weak is to have fears. To have fears is to have something precious to you. To have something precious to you is to be strong.
|—||Tablo (via msexplorer)|
He was dangerous to her. He did things to her heart and mind she couldn’t explain. He made her want things she’d always been afraid of. But now she wanted to try.
|—||Maya Banks (Sweet Possession)|