more heart, less attack
firm believer in: a good cry, hot chocolate, blowing bubbles, never giving up, magic, battle scars, driving with the windows down, and fresh strawberries.
i’m jealous of
your pillows
and of your sheets

i want to hear
the sound of
your heartbeat
(via fearlessknightsandfairytales)

(Source: wallflower-musings)

The gods envy us. They envy us because we’re mortal, because any moment may be our last. Everything is more beautiful because we’re doomed. You will never be lovelier than you are now. We will never be here again.Homer, The Iliad (via irilium)

(Source: petrichour)


flewor:

"was that awkward eye contact or were we checking eachother out" - a life story

(Source: flewor)

w-a-y-w-f:

Paradise Fears- You to believe
You asked me if I liked
writing and I replied “It’s
alright,” while I held a pen
and paper in my hand and
wrote about the coffee color
of your eyes that would always
help me wake up every morning
and you asked me if I wanted to
be a writer someday while I wrote
about your lips and how they reminded
me of the sunset and your teeth the
color of the moon and I told you, “No.
I don’t want to be stuck writing about
someone that no longer gives a damn
about me.” And as I said that, I wrote
about your laugh that I can no longer
remember clearly.
It’s ironic, isn’t it?  (via dollpoetry)

matberninger:

my life is just one unattainable dark-haired guy after another