No matter how much we fight over the stupidest things, no matter what happens between us or what people think about us, I’m always going to love you..
I will bruise your lips,
and scar your knees
and love you too hard.
I will destroy you
in the most beautiful way possible.
And when I leave,
you will finally understand,
why storms are named after people.
I fucking hate it when you’re in such a fantastically giddy mood and then you see one simple little thing that makes you think, “oh” and then you just get this empty feeling in your chest and you get nauseous and the world just crumbles and you want to just lie under a blanket and close your eyes and fall asleep and never wake up.