I love boys who have massive, throbbing vocabularies.
I love girls who have clean, tight grammar
Now that’s sexting…
The more I try to love someone
The more the horror grows
You scare me to death.
Surely you’ll leave me yet
By a car crash or heart attack
Or simply losing interest
Tim Kasher (via feversmirrorsandme)
Those damn eyes
Charles Bukowski (via t-i-g-e-r-l-i-l-y)