My idea of flirting is making fun of each other until one of us fucks up and says something nice.
Put my son to sleep in his new onesie, woke up to a bear raiding my drawers.
The hair. The bed.
The words. The heart.
Life…." - William Leal (via bluile)
What I tell myself every damn day(via city-born-country-raised)
you with no subtext. No guilt,
no anger, no expectation
that you’ll fix it. I don’t want
you to feel bad or to tell
me it will get better. This
is where we are meant to be
right now – me apart from you,
my hands a little empty and
my heart a little sad.
I just miss you.
I wanted you to know." - anne, fyi (via versteur)