marry me.
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.

marry me.
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.

marry me.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
marry me.


Unknown  (via dissapolnted)

"If you remember, then I don’t care if anyone else forgets"

— Vitor Salles (via permeate)


i’m that kind of person who between two choices always pick the wrong one


this picture deserves endless notes

you know what’s fucked up?

that you can be without someone for six months, a year, five years and have mastered not thinking about them, but no matter how much time passes there will always be that moment where you see a photo of them or catch a little of their cologne on a crowed street and suddenly you’re plagued with a rapidly sinking stomach and the relentless question, “what did i do wrong?”


august 6th 2014 // "i love you doesn’t mean a fucking thing if you spit it down the throat of every girl that makes you feel less dead"
"That’s one of the great things about music. You can sing a song to 85,000 people and they’ll sing it back for 85,000 different reasons."

Dave Grohl  (via meggannn)

"You treated strangers better than me."

— a six word story by jenniferneverevenrealized (via just-six)


Alanna Pearl by Jessie Askinazi

My god this was fun to shoot.