I hate when people ask questions during movies like do you not understand that the movie purposly doesn’t tell you things in order to build suspense
|—||Breathe (via faithlefou)|
where my heart was.
anatomically, i should’ve answered
‘just to the left of the breastbone.’
but my god that’s not where my heart is at all.
it’s inside you.
|—||you have my heart and i don’t ever want it back (via makelvenotwar)|
i love getting messages more than anything else okay i don’t even care what the message says but just the fact that someone took the time out of their day to send me a message makes me want to sing walking on sunshine and bake chocolate chip cookies