[petrichoriam]

[leaveful]

[mercury]

If the sun were to explode, you wouldn’t even know about it for 8 minutes because that’s how long it takes for light to travel to us. For eight minutes the world would still be bright and it would still feel warm.

Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close - Jonathan Safran Foer (via mercury)

[prettymelaninqueen]

You think you’ve seen her naked because she took her clothes off? Tell me about her dreams. Tell me what breaks her heart. What is she passionate about, and what makes her cry? Tell me about her childhood. Better yet, tell me one story about her that you’re not in. You’ve seen her skin, and you’ve touched her body. But… you still know as much about her as a book you once found, but never got around to opening.

Anonymous (via svshii)

[danielodowd-deactivated20170124]

[nevver]

Open my eyes

[timotaychalamet]

“I love you. I never hurt you on purpose.”

Hotel Chevalier (2007) dir. Wes Anderson

[hirxeth]

[herbalsandverbals]

Visit Original Link

“We hurt people that love us, love people that hurt us.”

[dvrion]

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THIS IS SO LIT

[depeziduri]

[ronjaidaweia-deactivated2017081]

cuddles that get sexual then get sweet again

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Together we are soft, weak, young. Depending on each other too much. Together we live in an unreal world. And we live in the outside world, only because we have this one, ours, to fall back on.

Anaïs Nin, from a diary entry featured in Henry and June: From “A Journal of Love” -The Unexpurgated Diary of Anais Nin (1931-1932)

[fifidunks]

because it’s all for nothing because sex is a desert because you can’t say no even if women piss on all the cathedrals and men fuck themselves with a machine gun there will be death there will be sex there will be poetry there will be roses enflamed there will be cocaine in paper wrappers and breakfasts in the barn in bed thin nets with a baby rubbers with toys you, my love, texts with confessions I am masturbating you sand in our bodies, age, wind, cleansing, hallucinations, and you, you, you, my love, who lies: ‘youth, fury, knowledge’

GALINA RYMBU, Sex Is A Desert (via fifidunks)

[spudsmackenzie]

Selena “Enamorada de Ti” 1992

[marcitlali]

this was such a moment like her body her outfit her dancing the music omg

[glassbonespaperskin]

Love is what makes you smile when you’re tired

Paulo Coelho (via glassbonespaperskin)

[meredithbrooke]