"Good people are like candles; they burn themselves up to give others light."
Dear Diary, Damon is gone. I don’t have anyone else to lean on. Anyone else to rest my head on. Anyone else to love. I’m drowning in the tears that I cannot stop. I’m out of breath, hoping one day I’ll breathe again. But he’s the only air I know and the only one I’d kill to breathe. Our beautiful, everlasting and arduous dance is forever in my heart. Dear Damon, come back to me, please.
(Source: catmans, via ithinkimightveinhaledyou)
My boyfriend doesn’t have furniture in his house just a giant bean bag and a futon A+ life choices
are you really really tiny or is that the most perfect bean bag ever?
I am 5’9”
it is a gigantic 8ft bean bag