Slave of myself
24 // hopeless
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sensainakokoro:

n. the smallest measurable unit of human connection, typically exchanged between passing strangers—a flirtatious glance, a sympathetic nod, a shared laugh about some odd coincidence—moments that are fleeting and random but still contain powerful emotional nutrients that can alleviate the symptoms of feeling alone.

I have spent my life waiting for something to happen,’ she said. ‘And I have come to understand that nothing will. Or it already has, and I blinked during that moment and it’s gone. I don’t know which is worse — to have missed it or to know there is nothing to miss.’
Tracy Chevalier (via geo-wee)

it-mii:

do you ever just randomly get really cuddle horny bc same

lovelysuggestions:

i want someone to feel protective over me

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