things-i-could-never-say-to-you:
We sat on his bed as he tried to undress me. I stopped him and asked something I’ve been wanting to know for a while now. ‘Do you only want me for sex?’ Silence filled the air and he took a breath. This was a bad sign, I knew what was coming. ‘I’m going to be honest, it’s one of the reasons I talk to you but you’re also fun and I enjoy your company.’ My heart shattered into pieces and I hid it all with a smile. ‘Thank you for being honest.’ He looked into my eyes, searching for anger or sadness or any sign that I was in distress but I kissed him. Stupid me, I undressed him and we had sex. Mind blowing sex. We talked a bit afterwards, how much he enjoyed it, how it wasn’t my fault, how he wanted to keep trying. The next morning, I put my clothes back on and walked off without saying goodbye. I cried for hours on my bedroom floor, but there was no real reason. I just felt used and empty.
The second boy I loved
(via likeafuckingirl)
“You’ll understand why storms are named after people.”— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via quotemadness)
(Fonte: quotemadness.com, via undo-my-scars)
“Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are.”— John Green, Paper Towns
(Fonte: Amargedom)