Maybe she had it wrong all this time and her empty heart could never be filled by his ingenious broken spirit. Maybe this yearning had nothing to do with him, and everything to do with her.
I want to roll over at 2 a.m. to a kiss from you not a text message
the worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again
So you’re always honest,” I said.
“No,” I told him. “I’m not.”
“Well, that’s good to know, I guess.”
“I’m not saying I’m a liar,” I told him. He raised his eyebrows. “That’s not how I meant it, anyways.”
“How’d you mean it, then?”
“I just…I don’t always say what I feel.”
“Because the truth sometimes hurts,” I said.
“Yeah,” he said. “So do lies, though.
there are teenagers who have unprotected sex but have a case for their iphone
just let that sink in
I may look innocent but goddamn my thoughts are filthier than a whore’s mind
I think about dirt alot
noddin’ ma head like yea
movin’ ma hips like h*ck yea