|—||Margaret Atwood, Cat’s Eye (via feellng)|
Love blurs your vision; but after it recedes, you can see more clearly than ever.
you wrote your name on my heart in permanent marker but only let me write on yours in pencil
cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat cat
this cat lives in a show horse barn which is why it walks and runs that way
My parents warned me about the drugs in the streets but never the ones with hazel eyes and a heartbeat.
If I had a drink for every fuck I gave about you, I’d be intoxicated forever. I’d drink myself to death.
|—||Anonymous (via fuckinq)|