Hear that? It’s my heart, ready to burst out of my chest from talking to him again. I still love him so much, and it hurts but I’m a glutton for punishment and keep going back for more.
come with me
and you’ll be
in a world of
this one. this was worth reblogging.
when i was little i actually questioned why girls were supposed to cross their legs and when i was told “because boys will look up your skirt” i said “then tell boys not to look up our skirts” and my grandma got really angry with me but my uncle thought i was great and gave me a high five