"Please be careful with me. Sometimes I just get sad and I don’t know why. I’m sorry:"
- (via daringtome)

(via be-you-niquebe-you-tiful)


"why do you always do that?" he whispered,
sad blue eyes in the darkness, arms almost
around me. “why whenever someone compliments you
do you always pretend like you don’t deserve it?”

i shrugged and burrowed closer to him.
i felt his heart quicken.

"i’m worried about you," he whispered, "i think you’re
in a really bad place.”

i kissed him before he figured out the rest of me.

i think he fell in love. he put his heart in my hand and i remember staring at it for a long time.

i also remember when it dropped.
my hands cant hold things, you know.
they shake a lot.

- r.i.d. (inkskinned)

(Source: douleurivy, via skins-sex-spliffs)