“ I looked better with open wounds covering my body.
“ I wonder how many times you’ve compared me to her.

I don’t want anyone else’s hands to touch you. I want you to be mine for as long as I can breathe. There’s just something so mesmerizing about the way you laugh, and the way your mouth moves when you speak leaves me speachless. I want the world to see your beauty the way I do because they deserve to know that no one can ever compare. I want to trace every inch of your body until it’s engraved in my head. We’ve both been badly bruised, and I know I’m oh so broken, but all I want is to be the best I can. For you.


waking up skinny would solve 80% of my problems 

(via mein-fucking-kampf)