infiltration:

sometimes i realize there are so many things i won’t remember in 50 years like the way the sky looked this morning and all the dogs i saw today and my mom’s voice and i get so sad i never want to forget

fuckingxo:

FUCK THIS IS SO TRUW FUCK

fuckingxo:

FUCK THIS IS SO TRUW FUCK

(Source: sexhype)

“The sun setting. The lawns on fire.
The lost day, the lost light.
Why do I love what fades?”
Mark Strand, opening strophe to “The Guardian,” from Darker: Poems (Atheneum, 1971)

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It’s mine! It’s all mine! Muahahahahaha 😈😈😈😈😈 #familypasses

It’s mine! It’s all mine! Muahahahahaha 😈😈😈😈😈 #familypasses

“I think people spend too much time staring into screens and not enough time drinking wine, tongue kissing, and dancing under the moon.”
Rachel Wolchin (via frazzledfran)

(Source: observando)

“Moments of their secret life together burst like stars upon his memory.”
James Joyce, from “The Dead,” Dubliners (Grant Richards Ltd., 1914)

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“Everyone should wake up with someone they love on a Monday morning”
A dreamer (via cantlivewithoutliv)
“Make damn sure what you’re waiting for, is worth the fucking wait.”

sitcorn:

hey remember that law i forget exactly how it goes but its something along the lines of ‘if you murder someone you go to jail’ whatever happened to that? is that still a thing

(Source: asianmovie)

“Work hard in silence and let your success be your noise”