I just want someone who will kiss me when I’m mad and lets me cry in front of them and buys me pizza and watches scary movies with me and holds my hand real tight even if it’s sweaty and thinks I’m beautiful no matter what I look like and lets me steal their sweaters so I can sleep with their smell on my skin and who laughs at the same things I do and just never lets me go, no matter how hard I try to push them away.
i feel like i’d enjoy being an assassin if it didn’t involve killing people
what if instead of killing people you got hired to just ruin their day. like the mafia or someone paid you to park behind someone’s car so they can’t back out of a spot when they’re in a rush in the morning and you make them late for work.
i would enjoy that immensely
there is a long list of people that i would gladly do that to without payment
After a long and successful journey around the world 5SOS became one of the most popular bands ever. Though in early 2019 the band decided to take a break to spend some times with their families & friends again. When one day you decide to go to that pub to watch a free gig you heard about you can’t believe what you’re seeing up on that small stage. Three barchairs, with 2 acoustic guitars and a bass with a lightning sticker on it. Beside those instruments and the chairs there was a box, a familiar one. There were 2 “x” on it and you didn’t even need to read the name that was written on it, because you knew who it belonged to. You closed your eyes and remembered the day you heard this song for the very first time with the same intro-speech echoing in your ears: “Feel free to cry.”
What girls mean:I'm too embarrassed to ask for water from your mom because this is the first time I've been over and she's asked me like 500 times if I wanted any and I've been saying no but I'm dying of thirst
You know whats fucking scary? The fact that I could literally change my life at any moment. I could stop talking to everyone that makes me unhappy. I could kiss whoever i want. I could shave my head or get on a plane or take my own life. Nothing is stopping me. The entire world is in my hands, and I have no idea what to do with it.
“if you had a friend who spoke to you in the same way you sometimes speak to yourself, how long would you allow that person to be your friend?”—one of the most eye opening things i’ve read in a while (via cacophobix)
So, my girlfriend wakes up in the middle of the nights sometimes, and if she notices I’m not close to her, she taps my face until I wake up and just holds her arms open and says, “Come. Warmth.” And then falls back asleep when I do as told.
you say you want to die but, you still put that seat belt on and look both ways before crossing the street you lock your windows and doors you would scream if someone was following you late at night you would run for your life but you do want to die you just want to die on your own terms.
why is it that were always told not to get tattoos at a young age because we “will regret it later on” when we are basically told to choose a career path by age 18? i’d rather be 40 years old with a tattoo that meant something to me when i was young than be 40 years old not wanting to get out of bed to go to a job that i hate because i was forced to decide on a career in my teens