" I remember one time when we were sleeping together, you woke up at 2,3,4 am to pull me in closer & tell me you love me. I think that was the greatest act of love because 2,3,4 am is when shit starts to get real and at 2,3,4 am that was as real.
It’s been three weeks since you left and I started drowning my liver in liquor & filling my lungs with smoke to keep from crying over you because I can’t deal with how hard it hits me at 2,3,4 am.
— 3:20 thoughts. (via n0remedy
(Source: foufatal, via dearrg-d)
I bet you’d sound adorable moaning my name.
when someone u want to be friends with talks 2 u first
(Source: buttlass, via dearrg-d)