burnt.
nosens:

(by Tom.Coleman)


if life was a gradient, i wonder if i would prefer for it to go from lighter to darker, or vice versa
desertgold:


Reminding Her Was Sad

Can somebody love me like this
❝ Sometimes at night I would sleep open-eyed underneath a sky dripping with stars. I was alive then.
Albert Camus (via diluvie)

(Source: left-nut, via ohsimplelife)

a painted sky
❝ Eventually soulmates meet, for they have the same hiding place.
Robert Brault  (via wolf-cub)

(Source: lastdaysofmagic, via donotcockblock)

wisps of the wind
loving what’s outside the window as much as what’s inside
perfect angel face, perfect beach bod
ST