common-paradox:

wood creaking, bare feet across the floorto shed some shimmering light on the pillows and blanketsof when we lay and touchedand mended to onenow standingwith the sweet aftertaste on the morning after
… sometimes pictures as this one evoke these memories in my mind and my heart grows and quivers and spills
prinsecc:

fitzgerald u babe 
fleurilia:

bambzi:

peachiey:

can i be you?

her abs though

gypsy

(via desorbitee)

"I failed. No matter what you start with, it ends up being so much less."

- The Hours  (via celtic-a)