Love me less, but love me for a long time
hugging me from behind and kissing my neck at the same time is a good way to melt my heart
Or make me lose my pants
(via velveht)cocky little shit
I’m mad at myself, not you.
I’m mad for always being nice,
always apologizing for things I didn’t do,
for getting attached,
for making you my life,
depending on you,
wasting my time on you,
thinking about you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you,
But most of all, for not hating you, which I know I should…
But I just can’t.