• me: shows friends something that i think is funny
  • me: *laughs hysterically*
  • friends:

You are my world.. And if this ends my world ends


"You’re perfect you’re perfect you’re perfect"

That’s all he says

Sick of never knowing

Do you ever imagine us meeting in a different era? Like the 1940’s or even 60’s.. I just imagine stumbling upon you being a little hippy.


(via jeakm)


my problem with writing stories is that i’d rather imagine it and play it out in my mind than actually put it into words 

(via ciarra-mvrie)

Love so strong like a hurricane

From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them, and that is eternity.

Edvard Munch (via larmoyante)

(via 198114)

I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up, and the smile that follows. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I don’t want to share you.

unknown (via swiftbeat)

(via ciarra-mvrie)