I wonder if you’re allowed to make friends in Hell. Or is it kind of like silent reading time, but with more fire.
Reblogged from untouchedbyshadows (Originally from thechronicleofshe)
it’s that “don’t you get hot in that?” time of the year
Reblogged from kingawkqueered (Originally from libeeya)
I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.
Reblogged from lifeover-faith (Originally from wordsthat-speak)