let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
— (via forever-and-alwayss)
(Source: whisperingbones, via anisadinaa)
"Don’t do that. Don’t skip stages in your life. You’re 19, kiss a few boys and wear your heart on your sleeve. There will come a time when you’re 39 and stuck in a suit, wondering why the hell you were so eager to grow up in the first place."
— note to self (via avenue)
(Source: c0ntemplations, via newyorktoparis)
"There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind"
— Unknown (via crossingcolors)
(Source: hazelhirao, via foreveryoungandfree)
"if you consider a woman
less pure after you’ve touched her
maybe you should take a look at your hands"
I will never not reblog this
(Source: anachronica, via waterforchocolate)