January 2011
December 2010
“Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and...”
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via stephakneee)
"I love you so much"
Those simple words make me numb with warmth and happiness.
Some people just don’t understand.
Fact:
I hate the weighing scale because it tells me the truth.
Reblog if you wish you could sleep next to the...
christeenieweenie:
When guys have that sleepy voice.
iloveyashinbtw:
“He looked at her as a man looks at a faded flower he has gathered, with...”
– Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina (via colormerealist)
