It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH



It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH



It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH



It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH



It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH



It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH



It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH



It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH
It’s you falling in love with him that makes him become me
make me choose
skinsplace: asked Mickey&Ian or Simon&Alisha - BOTH
“Rule 1: Don’t let someone be too important in your life.”

(via jenniehani)

how am i supposed to feel when my best friend decides he doesn’t want me anymore

w-nd-rl-nd:

I wish I could still call you… and ask you how your day went, and listen to your stories, and tell you I miss you, and listen to you tell me you miss me, and you love me, and you’ll see me soon. I just really want to listen to your voice again. I miss you.

Last night I tried to fall asleep to the image of you running your tongue across mine for the hundredth time but now it’s 5am on Thursday and the only thing I can think about is how you left me ruined and how the memory of you in my mind makes my heart stop and stomach drop.

The truth is, we were never together and we never will be.

But how are you still here? It’s as though you’ve crawled your way into my skin and infested my cells like a cancer I cannot find and you’ve taken up space in my heart and it’s hurting and I’m tired of being in pain but I don’t want to become empty.

It’s now noon and I’m trying to get out of bed, but the image of what once was has left me paralyzed in fear of that being how you remember me.

(M.S.)

— Maddi Snowden, Poems He’ll Never Read (15/25)
“Don’t feel sad over someone who gave up on you, feel sorry for them, because they gave up on someone who would have never given up on them.”