June 2012
May 2012
“You either like me or you don’t. It took me twenty-something years to learn how...”
– Daniel Franzese (via mmmmilk)
“So brown eyes, I’ll hold you near, ‘cause you’re the only song I want to hear, a...”
– Death Cab for Cutie, “Soul Meets Body” (via lyricsaremagic)
Anonymous asked: You possess the kind of beauty adventurer's travel the world to discover.
If I could draw, I would colour you the brightest moon with stars that smiled back at you. I’d paint you stories of all the things that come to my mind when you’re in it. Every stroke of the brush would be from our memories. Every colour I choose will be your laughter, your voice, and your eyes.
Smokin’ weed on the beach as my mind...
I’m just going to push everything out of me.
A different kind of beauty
itsalwaysyou:
I’ve touched tongues a million times before. It hasn’t been the taste that’s lasted, but the intent. Some wrote stories of love, others of lust turned to hate. It’s the sad ones that linger isn’t it. The sad ones who hold your stare. But why hold on to slow songs and the seconds it takes for your favourite days to end.
I wish I knew.
I love you, most ardently.: Maybe these walls were... →
Maybe these walls were never meant to hold us. Keep our secrets and watch our lives. But I’ve lived here. Grown, smiled, and survived. All four of them, consistent in height and width. But differ, in the shades that cover them and memories that make them. They’ve all got pictures of moments…
” It’s not safe out there, and we keep you warm.”But what’s warmth, without excitement. What’s safety without a reason to keep safe.
“ She’s a broken girl.
- She fits my broken bones.
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– Youalreadyknow. (via itsalwaysyou)
itsalwaysyou:
Have my lips dance along to yours. Our hearts can sing the song. I’ve never heard a sound so soft. But your skin against my prints. I’ll leave my mark, just leave your name. Scribble it in your breath, against my ear. I’ll breathe you in.
