queertastical:

the last two lines

(via cybergirlfriend)

Timestamp: 1359068087

I’m drowning. Trying to swim from the coming tide, and getting nowhere. I’m planted, stuck, I have sunk into the sand. An immovable object, about to meet a coming force, and the force is stronger. I’m about to go under, and I can’t help it.

(via refluent)

Timestamp: 1359067808

sharing a bed is so much more significant when you’re not able to do it every day  waking up and being able to reach across and touch them, feel the warmth of their body 

(Source: saysshetalksstoangelss, via lust-e)

Timestamp: 1359067520

I’m kissing you, but you aren’t there anymore. Just a shade of white and gray, fading into a distant setting, or one right beneath my nose. I wouldn’t know, you are transparent now, as if your existence has all but ceased.

(Source: moleculess, via villenoire)

Timestamp: 1359067486

catswort:

Do not pity the dead, pity the living, and above all those who respond “I don’t read,” to the question “What’s your favorite book?”

(via buttsandbooks)

But, I just want answers.

(Source: idisagreewithmymind, via whiteshells)

Timestamp: 1359022272

Because sometimes, this is exactly what life feels like. Because sometimes, this is exactly why I want to run and hide from everything. Because sometimes, I remember how small I am in such a big world.

(via theirrelevantsoul)

Timestamp: 1359021804