jamieokay:

let me finger u while we pretend to watch tv

cottonvibes:

wishing i was on a balcony in italy, wearing a long floral dress, eating fresh fruit, and staring at the sunset and landscape below me

night-views:

i love chilling with people that make me forget i have a phone

oohh-la-laa:

3rum:

Finding someone who thinks you’re interesting enough to talk to you every day, whether they’re a friend or a lover, is one of the best feelings ever.

seethroughhue:

you’re too quick to romanticize people and experiences/ & that’s why you’re always left feeling disappointed

iamchristin-a:

via Pinterest

~c~

yungvodka:

if they wanted to, they would’ve.

moonandwomb:

“A tiny moon as small and white as a single jasmine flower / Leans all alone above my window,”

— D.H. Lawrence, from Selected Poems; “A White Blossom” (via seaymphea)

midnightsuggestion:

i wish we were together right now so i could hold you and tell you how much you mean to me

su-cute-lents:

“I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.”

— Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf  (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

ourarabelaworld:

“I bio sam potresen, ne toliko njenom lepotom, koliko zbog neobične, neviđene usamljenosti u njenim očima.”

— Mihail Bulgakov, Majstor i Margarita