Source: weheartit.com
me at the store: do i want some snacks? nah it's ok
me at home: past me was a fucking dumbass
He was the kind of guy
that made you forget
someone had once
broken your heart
in the first place.
k.l poems (via wnq-writers)
It feels good to think about you when I’m warm in bed. I feel as if you’re curled up there beside me, fast asleep. And I think how great it would be if it were true.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via thelovejournals)
Source: thelovejournals
The only place I want to be is pressed against you with your arms wrapped around me and our legs intertwined, talking about everything and nothing all at once.
excerpts from a book I’ll never write (via bella-raquel)
