here’s one of those things that literally no one knows:
so, at the snow patrol concert he changed shirts and I ended up keeping the one he took off in my purse for him.
I “forgot” to give it back and have been in possession of it for the past 6 days because I keep “forgetting” to bring it to him; though, he hasn’t asked about it which makes me think he’s okay with me having it for the time being.

the secret part is that it smells like him.
creepy I know, but it smells great.
not that “oh this is Phoenix by Axe..” but like that near natural good smelly-smell that boys can just smell like… that’s how the shirt smells.
I’ve sniffed it several times.
I’m kind of ashamed, but not really.
because he smells so darn good.

now is not time to break maddie, so don’t.

I’m beginning to care more and more for him.
he’s pretty incredible.

and I wonder if he feels the same.

I had a dream about holding Alec’s hand last night…

the harder you fall, the stronger you rise.

guys, I got my best friend back.

I’m at the beach with him right now.
and I’m okay.

as she wages her own battle with her own demons, I can’t help but think about how badly I will break when she gets back up on that stage.

don’t be hurt if I walk out, i’m only trying to preserve these scattered pieces I call my heart.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me.
that look, it gets to me, no matter what.
I can’t stand it.
i get involuntarily flustered.

you do this to me.
you look at me, just freaking look at me, and I lose it.
my heart pounds and my nerves spike. just for a moment before I can get a handle on them.
I wonder if you see that moment of pure exhilaration, the moment our eyes meet across a room and my entire existence stops for just a split second?

the affect you have on me is incredible.
damn it.

(Source: weheartit.com, via flentes)