We were never right for each other.

You were warm summer nights,
Soft flames licking at the stars
And shots of fireball whiskey.
I managed to get drunk on your touch,
And forget that I have always been
The cold sting of winter days.

But I was drawn to you anyway,
By forces and logic I could never explain.
We never made sense,
But I loved you anyway.

I was too blinded by you
To realize that my skin and bones
Were melting at your feet.
The closer I got,
The more destroyed I became.
It wasn’t until you walked away
That I realized what you had done to me.

I was never meant to love you.

Cupid missed // -STG (inksplatteredpages)

(via lamaladiedelafamille)

I keep my apartment temp at just above freezing, because I love the cold. But if you visit, I’m kind enough to offer you a blanket. @kalenehess @jaxkai

I keep my apartment temp at just above freezing, because I love the cold. But if you visit, I’m kind enough to offer you a blanket. @kalenehess @jaxkai

My face does not accurately express the pure joy I felt digging into this french toast. 📷 by @elaverriere  (at Veggie Galaxy)

My face does not accurately express the pure joy I felt digging into this french toast. 📷 by @elaverriere (at Veggie Galaxy)

I bought a Slaughterhouse-Five tshirt today because now if boys look at my chest area maybe they’ll think both “nice boobs” and “oh she’s well read” 

Also because it was super soft, long enough that I could wear it with leggings, and easily transitional into pajamas, which is the requirement for all shirts I purchase.