The hardest part about walking away from someone is the part where you realize that, no matter how slowly you go, they will never run after you.
When I’m hurt, I shut down. I turn into a total sarcastic bitch. I shut off my emotions, and act indifferent towards everything even though it might be killing me inside.
I want somebody who cares to check my tumblr every day, update themselves on how I’m feeling and ask me if I’m okay and know the thoughts deep inside me. The ones I’m too scared to say out loud.
Putting your hand over a girls mouth to stop people hearing her moaning is the hottest thing
Kissing her and letting her moan into your mouth is even sexier