hello i love yellow

hello. i love yellow. & this is my blog.

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august 20, 2014 {12:07am}

what hurts the worst is how soft and sweet you feel in my arms and how at home I feel with your lips on mine

what shortens my breath is how your pointy canines still make me smile all over and how your fingertips on my waist can warm me up fast

what hurts is that amidst this I know I can’t be yours until two and two is three because you didn’t even want to be mine until two and two was four I wasn’t even worth the salt on the shore

in your arms I feel safe and from the day that I met you I stopped feelin afraid of hating someone i love or taking both feet off the ground to fall in love truly

and yet what hurts the worst is that I’m afraid all over again

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I am the girl who prefers to spend her Friday night curled up with her pillow, reading a good novel, and I am also the girl who likes to go out on a Saturday night and dance until the DJ plays his last song. I am the girl who wants to wear beat up converses and an oversized sweatshirt, and I am also the girl who owns over sixty dresses and too many shoes to count. Why did it become okay to say one is better than the other? Because I am all of that.
Ming D. Liu, What is “better?” (via nonelikejesus)

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