*looks at clock*
Me: Crap. I have to be somewhere in six hours. Time to start psyching myself up.
But is there ever a point when you realize “wow, so this is how it ends”? Or are our lives so filled with people fading away from each other that we don’t even notice that it happens anymore?
e.e. (via wordsparkle)
Your heart will become a dusty piano in the basement of a church and she will play you when no one is looking. Now you understand why it’s called an organ.
Rudy Francisco, “Like Every Other Man” (via fuckyeahrudyfrancisco)
when you get this ask, list five things that make you happy and pass this on to the last ten people that reblogged/liked something on your blog
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cats that come to me first for a cuddle
seeing the moon during the day
chalk drawings
seeing someone get really passionate about one of their fave things
photography
i love everything about the way you make me fall apart, it’s been 2 whole years and it still stings when you don’t call but i haven’t lost my grip the way i thought i was suppose to, and i haven’t forgotten the way you tasted, and you haven’t stop coming back around at the most inconvenient times, because for some reason we love the burn, we love the way it hurts to see each other in someone else’s arms, we love the way we always end up back together.
(via weallwritealong)
I WANNA MAKE MORE MISTAKES
Casual rubbing and caressing while cuddling/napping is so good. Like yes I know I’m about to pass out while laying on your chest but feel free to grab my butt.
he never messed up, my dream
I imagine being states, continents, and even worlds apart but still remembering you, being you halfway around the world someday
siempre estás en mi mente
lets buy a disposable camera and go to abandoned buildings and take shitty pictures of eachother all day
o