sunburn

you're the smell before rain. you're the blood in my veins.

[4allgoodthings]

[i-wannakissagirl]

[sickpage]

[contint]

[danger]

When the morning comes (I think of you) 2016  by Seanen Middleton 

[sitoutside]

[mountain-made]

Running on highway 20,

Californias Scenic Route

[abduction]

by  St Tesla

[konzei-deactivated20160717]

[scenerybook]

[retropicool]

[the-fault-in-our-regards]

May 24th, 2016

[sunbburn]

patterns of nature

[theliteraryjournals]

You’re beautiful, but you’re empty. No one could die for you.

Antoine de Saint Exupéry, The Little Prince (via theliteraryjournals)

[love-personal]

[furples]

[fuckyeahbedrooms]