My friend once told me
she liked this guy because of his hands
And I found it absurd that anyone
would develop feelings over one feature,
and not care about the rest

It wasn’t until you used your hands
to cup the back of my neck the first time we kissed
and I could feel your firm grasp pull me closer,
and my insides exploded
and my head buzzed with bliss.

And the first night you slept over,
you fell asleep with your hand
laid over my stomach
and your fingers felt like a fire
that I didn’t mind burning my skin.

The first time we got drunk,
was the first time you played with my hair,
and my god I was hooked,
I’d drink forever if it meant you’d never stop.

And in public you’d hold my hand,
and rub your thumb in little circles
that left me wanting you more,
no matter what you would never let me go,
I was glued to you,
and I honestly didn’t mind

When we talked about breaking up,
you saw my lips quiver with fear,
and you brushed over my lips with your fingers
before pulling me into your lap
and you kissed me like never before.
With your hands on my hips
pulling me so close to you,
leaving no space in between us.
It was then I realized I never wanted you to go

Its now that,
I finally understand why hands
were the only feature that mattered

Hands: Carol Shlyakhova(strong-but-breakable)

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— 1 month ago with 74635 notes


i miss when i was like 12 and it would be the night before a big field trip or something and i couldnt go to sleep because i was so excited. i miss being so into a book that i would stay up past my bed time reading it. everything seems so bland or something idk. i’m only 19 and everything is so tiring. i miss wanting to be awake

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— 1 month ago with 359373 notes

So I guess it’s over, there’s nothing left to say.
Take the ring off my finger and just call it a day.
Thought we had forever, but that was yesterday. 
You’re such a liar, wish I saw it on your face. 

But you did it so well,
Can somebody just tell me how..?

How can I remember to forget? 
When my heart just won’t let me.
Make myself un-love you, tell me that it’s not true.
I know all the reasons, but I just can’t believe them,
and pretend we never met. 
How can I remember to forget?

Wish that I could hate you, so I could 
let you go. Wish I never met, the 
one I want the most.
I could fill an ocean, with all the tears I’ve cried.
Tell me you were joking, just a dream I had last night. 

But I’m wide awake and, 
I want you so much right now. 

How can I remember to forget
these emotions and all the plans we made? 
Like we never happened, make my heart a break. 
I know we’re clearly over but I just don’t know how..
How can I remember to forget? 
When my heart just won’t let me. 
Make myself un-love you, tell me that it’s not true. 
I know all the reasons but I just can’t believe them.. 
And pretend we never met. 
How can I remember to forget? 

— 1 month ago
"Shooting a gun is like being intimate with a women. First you inspect it to make sure it’s clean. Then you grab it on the butt and jam the magazine in . and if it dosnt fit . make it — American dad quote 😹😹😹"
— 1 month ago