He was in my hair, my eyes, my fingers, my heart. I day-dreamed about what he was doing, thinking, seeing, smelling, feeling. I could not eat for thoughts of him.
Lisa See, Peony in Love   (via fabulousbitch69)
hauuah:

uuuuggghhhhh
Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.
David Foster Wallace (via umoron)
this is so relevant oh my goodness
If I know what love is, it is because of you.
Herman Hesse   (via losed)