I just kind of miss the feeling of kissing someone. Not in a sexual way, just in the way where you both feel so comfortable with each other that you just want to be as close as possible. That’s the best feeling there is.
She leaves with someone you don’t know, but she makes sure you saw her—she looks right at you, and bolts. As she walks out the door, your blood boiling, your stomach in ropes, your friends say, “What is it? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.
- Sometime Around Midnight - The Airborne Toxic Event (via growlitheharpo)