August 2012
blua:
What if clouds and lakes switched spots and every time you looked up you’d see waves being pulled by the moon and we’d wade through the clouds on a hot day. What if birds grew grass and the ground grew feathers. What if flowers were as tall as trees and trees as small as flowers.
How high was this person that they forgot to add question marks?
July 2012
when I get married, idc I'm having morning sex,...
The entire fandom in 12 hours time: I knew Arctic Monkeys before the 2012 Olympics
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i-got-my-records-on:
i can’t stop listening...
Don't give up.: There are no words for the way the... →
jackiephommahaxay:
-week3ndwarrior:
There are no words for the way the beauty marks all over his body touched me. They healed me. I memorized his features like maps, along with the scars. For his body became my home, I inhabited all to myself. It was selfish of me to hold him back, like an anchor holding back an eager boat ready for…
You are a beautiful writer.
“If you can’t laugh together in bed, the chances are you are incompatible,...”
– Richard Burton (via winsome-words)
