me: i don't even care. i'm not going to talk about this anymore.
me: and you know what else? [2000 word rant]
"the thought of someone else touching you makes me sick to my stomach"
— (via 59oz)
(Source: 80st, via cl0rinekissed)
When you’re holding hands with someone and they rub your thumb with their thumb is what I live for
•start at one corner
•find something from 5 years ago and stare at it nostalgically for 10 hours
•go to bed
(Source: godtiermeowlin, via forgave)
Greenwich written by Lana Del Rey