For Every Knife, Five Hearts.

no kisses on the mouth


I feel so horrible because of my stupid assumptions and self-created scenarios in my head. I think too much into things and I hate this about myself.
And this is what fucked everything up.


I wish I could make you happy but obviously I can’t do that. But I want to. I want you to be happy. You were able to do it for me for whatever it was. I want to be able to do it for you.


*listens to ur heart with a stethoscope* *takes ur temperature* *flashes a light in ur eyes* yep…. it’s exactly as i expected…. ur really cute….. *writes a prescription for lots of kisses*

(via sammyslittlelullaby)