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I dont want sex, I want the things that lead up to it. The slow kissing then the passionate kissing, then the pulling closer, the neck kisses, the grabbing, biting, heavy breathing, grinding, the pauses while you catch your breath, feeling each other. Oh my.

Then sex.

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I was sixteen, laying on my bedroom floor, choking on your goodbye and cigarette smoke with the 98 degree weather burning tears into my cheeks, screaming for my mother because I figured this was it, I was going to die without you because if I couldn’t wake up and see you sleepily mumbling my name into my hair I didn’t want to wake up at all.
I was seventeen, shaky breath, shaky knees, tired lungs and wet hair but I wasn’t drowning like last summer I thought I couldn’t live without you but you were nothing more than a good morning text and someone to pass out next to  (via homewrecks)

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13 hours ago // 5,066 notes
There are two reasons why people don’t talk about things; either it doesn’t mean anything to them, or it means everything Luna Adriana (via silly-luv)

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