Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.
Edgar Allan Poe (via suspend)
Some people enter your life in a whirlwind and no matter how hard you try you can’t stop thinking about them, even after they leave…especially after they leave.
F. Scott Fitzgerald (via versteur)
if her legs aren’t shaking when you’re done then you’re not done
there is a huge difference between genuinely liking someone and liking the attention they give you and it took me a long time to realise that