Going to the rennaissance fairrr
Why is it I want you SO badly. You treat everyone sp much better. Some parts of me want to just say screw you but I always remember when a boy is mean to you he actually likes you and doesn’t know what to do. I hope that’s true.
You want to know what happiness is? It’s waking up in the middle of the night for no reason, shifting under the blankets and feeling the heat of the person next to you. You turn around and see them in their most peaceful, innocent, and vulnerable state. They breathe as though the weight of the world lays on anyone’s shoulder but their own. You smile, kiss their face in the most gentle manner so as not to wake them. You turn back around and an involuntary grin forms on your own face. You feel an arm wrap around your waist, and you know it doesn’t get any better than this.
I’m not crying. It’s just been raining on my face.
I want this. So badly.
(via amanderinorangee)





