When I’m drunk, I like to confess to people I like how attractive they are.
I take special care to do it via text so they have physical evidence against me for life.
Damn you sexy people.
ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
(via lu-ella)
(Source: razglednica)
