(Source: godlovezugly, via mirrorfelicis)
I don’t want a lukewarm love. I want it to burn my lips and engulf my soul.
—Woori (via its-inyour-blood)
(via mermaidki)
If we were clothes,
you would be a red sweater
washed with white towels,
and I would be a black jacket
washed in hot water.
You would stain and kiss,
all that was around you
playfully with your colour,
and I would just fade,
one wash after the other.
(Source: countdownto25, via ayuhadi)
I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via jjessicadarling)
(Source: skeletales, via richardgoesblah)
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(Source: louis-dolce-gucci, via jamman)
(Source: iwillsparethedetails, via indulgethesethoughts)
