Aesthete

ladypaceofmirkwood:

I’ve figured it out: My type is tall, handsome and dorky as fuck

And suddenly it’s 4am and
I wake up screaming your
name, shaking and sweating
from all the dreams I had
without you and I roll over
trying to fall back asleep,
but then everything comes
crashing down in a way
that leaves me breathless.
wtm, I can’t breathe (via wordscanbeenough)

planturs:

what i planned to do this summer

  1. paint and make art
  2. hang out with friends
  3. exercise 

what i actually did

  1. cried
  2. blogged
  3. ruined every friendship i have