Lily The Lamb.

β€œLeo had slammed his hand on the table countless times and he moved his hand further and he crushed a crystal cordial glass. Blood was dripping down his hand. He never broke character. He kept going. He was in such a zone. It was very intense. He required stitches.”

(Source: its-blee, via prettyhipster)

Can I please just curl into a ball, & la in your lap?

Can I please just curl into a ball, & la in your lap?

(via suicideblonde)

Love you all the time

Baby do you remember the way we used to make love?

The way you fucked me?

The way I fucked you?

To the music?

I can’t deny that I miss you.

That smile.

The morning that you woke up with the flu. I was leaving for school, standing in the kitchen, listening to you puke your guts out. Then you slowly wobbled to me, you had a couple tears on your face, a pretty big eye booger, and you rested your head on my shoulder, as I wrapped my arms around you.

Oh baby, I love you.

I haven’t given up on you, really.