i want to wear your hoodies and stay up talking about the universe with you until 3 am and i want to hold your hand and kiss your face and hug you when im sad and have marathons of our favourite shows
"He eats all the orange Sour Patch Kids
-that’s what true love is (via qualityemo)
so that I can reach my hand in without looking
and not have to worry about getting an orange one
because I hate the orange ones."
"I can’t tell you just how wonderful she is. I don’t want you to know. I don’t want any one to know."- F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via mortalhusk)
You don’t need to buy me expensive things or take me out to dinner every night or even every weekend. I don’t need the world or want the world. I want the little things. If you push my hair out of face or rub my back. Or if you randomly kiss my cheek. Or text me randomly saying you miss me. Or if you make a tweet about me or post a picture of us. Then that’s all I care about. I want the little things. I care way more about that, than anything else.