I wonder whose arms I would run and fall into, if I was drunk in a room with every person I have ever loved.
i tried to scroll past this but that one reblog just might save somebodies life
Disappointed in whoever scrolls past this
((I’m not surprised if I don’t get a reblog.not at all…))
In 8th grade I had a teacher who, if he caught you reading, would take your book away, read the ending, then threaten to tell you the ending if he caught you reading it again
This is evil.
I’d probably cry.