Over thinking late at night is the worst.

I’m tired of feeling lonely all of the time.

“Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep… wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you’re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky his is to have you…. The one who turns to his friends and says, ‘that’s her’.”

(via summer-on-my-mind)

“Cause I still love you more than anything.”

I hate how much I miss you.

Fear.

I’m not afraid of falling in love with someone. I’m not afraid of staying up to the early hours of the morning on the phone with you or walking around everywhere holding hands with you. I’m not afraid of meeting your family or introducing you to mine. I’m not afraid of matching with you or going on dates. I’m not afraid of the fights we’ll have or all time I’ll spend with you. I’m not afraid of asking you how your day went or spending my whole day with you. I’m not afraid of going to your house to just watch movies all day or taking you with me to hang out with my friends. I’m not afraid of slowly falling in love with you and being able to tell you. I’m not afraid to make promises or to joke around with you. I’m not afraid of what people will think or say. But I’m scared shit-less of what will happen after it’s all over.

(Source: check-yes-romeo, via nickthedinosaur)

Love is such an over used word.

I personally don’t find smoking unattractive.

(Source: pinkandpierced)

“I try to talk to you, but I don’t know what to say. I am afraid you don’t want me to say anything. So I don’t. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out. And tell you how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart. And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you. But those words may forever stay in my heart-locked inside. Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too… but I’ll never know.”

“I was praying that you and me might end up together.”