When I think of us,
my heart begins to slow;
so sudden.
Sinking from my chest,
falling to my abdomen,
it searches for something,
anything,
a brief trace of you.
And when it doesn’t,
it stops.
(via daufne)
having a real life crush is hella stressful it makes me hypersensitive and so self concious and nauseous and so many other side effects like death and migraines
(via chi-c)
(Source: livingonanotherplanet, via noeacitehtsea)