my heart was left by the sea...

And so, as Kinsmen, met a Night ~ We talked between the Rooms ~ Until the Moss had reached our lips ~ And covered up our names~

emae:

2 week old bunny’s first day outside and he discovers the slide

emae:

2 week old bunny’s first day outside and he discovers the slide

(via hi)

“How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.”

—   Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via poetrist)

(via faultes)

simplysouthernxo:

southernshellsandweddingbells:

onyasideburnss:

amazonian-warrior-princess:

terrible-beauty:

amroyounes:

True love never gets old!

I am Rita

the fairy

I wish to have love like this.

I am shedding tears

God I love old people

(via consultingnerd)

“You don’t post about me anymore… Not anywhere. I guess I should have seen it coming, but you can’t really prepare yourself for being forgotten by someone you can’t go a night without thinking about.”

—   hefuckin // No More Indirects (via hefuckin)

(via releaving)

simplypotterheads:

Hogsmeade + Shop Advertisements

(via consultingnerd)

“You’re the only girl I’ve seen for a long time that actually did look like something blooming.”

—   Tender is the Night, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via ibecamethesun)

(via fadedtracksinthesnow)

anthramen:

I have felt first-hand the very wrath of the Turkish ice-cream man.

(Source: sizvideos, via fred-smurf)

I carry your heart with me (I carry it in my heart)I am never without it (anywhere
I go you go,my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing,my darling)
I fear no fate (for you are my fate,my sweet)I want no world (for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart

I carry your heart (I carry it in my heart).

—   e.e. cummings (via observando)