Almost Somewhere
Gif me like one of your French girls
Anonymous
Lust is Saturday night; love is Sunday morning.

Kid in my lit class

 

(via swoony)

The greatest gift you can give someone is the space to be his or herself, without the threat of you leaving.
Lessons in Life #39  (via coyotegold)
I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.
Andrea Gibson (via midautumnrain)