Okay, Here's My Idea:

I want to tell you how much you mean to me. I want to show you what I wrote about you. But I'm so afraid. Afraid of what you'll think. Afraid that you won't understand. Because I couldn't even be mad, I barely understand it myself. But I wish I could let you know, but I'm way too afraid of losing you.

Walter Benjamin *15. Juli 1892

Rauchen XII

Klaus: who needs therapy when you have hair dye and Hawaiian shirts?

Every time my boy gives me a kiss I have to smile and he started to tell me that I have a cute smile. But I think he's annoyed by me saying that's gay every time he gives me a compliment

Just watched good omens season 2, Neil Gaiman ripped my damn heart out…

rb to relieve the back pain of the person u reblogged this from

You're stuck in my mind just like a song but somehow I can't manage to find the words to explain how much I care about you. You're awesome and my brain likes you, a lot. You're cool and funny and I like spending time with you. A week where I don't get to see you doesn't feel right. Seeing you makes life feel a little bit more light. But I don't understand the feelings I have. I simply don't know in what way I've fallen in love with you. Because I've said it before and I'll say it again, loving your friends is a form of falling in love too

nobody:

me: *has homosexual thoughts about him*

Some of my best friends are musicians and everytime they release something new I can't go to sleep until I've listened to it. I think that's love