For I fear I have dug myself another rabbit hole and this one is deeper than the first.

His eyes aren’t the ocean; I’m not going to drown when he tells me he doesn’t love me anymore.
His freckles aren’t really constellations that I can trace my fingers against so I can feel the stars shimmering under his skin,
and his veins are not a map I follow to lead me back to his heart where I belong.
He is honestly just a sleepy eyed boy with dimples and crooked teeth.
But it’s really hard not to see the world in someone when in truth, to you that’s what they are. Your entire fucking world.

—There’s just something about you (H.S)

(Source: dumbdaisies, via dumbdaisies)

darlingbebrave:

We were never friends; not for a second. I loved you.

darlingbebrave:

We were never friends; not for a second. I loved you.

cknd:

Dreams would be much more fun if they were multi-player servers that other sleeping people could join.

(via fake-mermaid)