that you
make me
weak in the knees
but
to be quite upfront
and completely
truthful
you
make my body
forget
it has knees
at all. Derrick Brown, Love Language (via weatherbeatensoul)
(via arwenstars)
when you buy a bunch of individually wrapped things that are meant to be eaten at a steady pace and then you eat all of them and are surrounded by candy wrappers and the remnants of your dignity
(Source: belinsky, via paradoxes-andtheoxfordcomma)
OH MY GOD APPARENTLY TAKING AN ARROW TO THE KNEE WAS AN OLD NORDIC SLANG FOR GETTING MARRIEDÂ
I THOUGHT THAT ALL THOSE GUYS IN SKYRIM HAD LITERALLY BEEN SHOT IN THEIR KNEES WITH ARROWS BUT I GUESS NOT
And at that moment, the foundation of that entire meme became something like this:
THAT EXPLAINS WHY MEN GO DOWN ON ONE KNEE WHEN THEY PROPOSE
OH MY GOD
You will love him
until you can’t anymore -
and the curve of his smile doesn’t feel like home
nor the steady look in his blue eyes
or blue eyes at all,
and you will wonder when you are bent in two in pain
by this heaven-sent boy
why god didn’t ask you first for permission
But
remember
heaven is confined by the lines of his body
which was never really yours to hold,
though you did.
And someone once said, “Go for it”
you foolishly thought
love would protect you in layers of affirmation
validation like, “together” and “you’re lovely”
Love is an end in itself.
Not a means, not a train ride sleepy eyed with a boy
But an end.
i feel like everyone has at least one friend whose mom you like better than your actual friend
or there mum likes you better than their daughter
we all masturbate in the same language
and what language is this?
loneliness
that was deep
so were my fingers last night
omg
(Source: growlithed, via ginger-nuts)




