imagine rain but like shower temperature
so scalding hot or freezing cold at first, and then just kind of in between
"I drowned the butterflies you gave me with vodka, and now my insides are rotting. It hurts like hell, but it still beats anything you ever made me feel."
what if our use of emojis gradually becomes so extensive that we actually circle back to writing in hieroglyphics
(Source: rnilly, via ruinedchildhood)
"Our bodies could be skin on skin and I’d still pull you closer."
� you intoxicate me (via n4ughty-y)