It scares me sometimes, the emptiness I see in my eyes.
The Wonder Years (via disorder)
Nothing in the world smells as good as the person you love.
Unknown (a knot in my throat now)
I’m not going to be the girl you marry, but I’ll be the girl you’ll be thinking of 20 years from now while you engage in polite sex with your boring wife who fakes her orgasm to make you feel better about your receding hairline.
e.b. (via suspend)