phpoetry:

“And suddenly every love song I’d ever heard was about you”

— P.H.

seninleuyurken:

omgerd:

You ever hear a song so good you gotta restart it before it even finish

lovelustquotes:

“How your hands spread on my back, how the blood flowers in your temples, the soft dusty pink of your eyelids, and the gentle wave of your hips. You are the sea washing over me, you are the rain dripping off the ends of my hair. You are the end of every thought.”

— Emma Workman

hi–ily:

i hate when someone tells me i shouldn’t be tired bc i slept enough like sweetie i could sleep for ten years and i’d still be tired

verbautezukunft:

“How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.”

— (via liebeficktunsalle)