One of the best feelings is knowing that you’re wanted. Knowing that someone wants to talk to you, wants to know how you’re doing, or wants to see you. Whether they pick up the phone to send you a quick text or stop by your house to catch up, someone or something reminded them of you specifically. It just feels really nice to know that you’ve been on someone’s mind and that they care enough to let you know that.
This kid is in pain
Crippling, agonising, enflamed,
curled up on the fucking floor, should be in the god damn hospital PAIN.
BECAUSE HE WAS TRYING SO FUCKING HARD TO SWIM
so he can be there for this little beauty
if this isn’t love
I don’t know what love is.