She’s like warm days, sunshine, honey and love.

Speaking to you > Sleeping

You’re in her DMs, she’s reading me parts of her favorite book while she sits on my lap.

Aludni akarok, hogy ne érezzek semmit, de annyi mindent érzek, hogy nem tudok aludni.

talk to me about your soul

tell me about your heart

tell me about your weaknesses so we can grow together

I would cancel all my plans if you tell me you want to see me

i will moan in your mouth and grind on your lap a little if we’re making out just saying

i need to hug someone and cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry cry

i hate when men are funny and kind and smart and silly and caring and pretty. stop it dude you're ruining my sleep schedule.

“how could you have forgotten that” i forget Everything. unless i remember

"how can you remember that" I remember Everything. unless I forget

It should be illegal to be this horny all the time

one tumblr girl is worth a thousand bitches

Physical touch/intimacy as a love language isn’t just sex. It’s their hand resting on your leg during conversation. It’s being held in their arms and listening to their heart beat. Holding hands. Back massages. Their hands in your hair. It’s about connecting and communicating love with your bodies.

it's not even my love language, but just being touched/cuddling without it having to end in sex would be really fucking nice for once; because god i'm tired