Her eyes were like the woods in the Frost poem, dark and deep.




spatiale:

untitled by broken skyline on Flickr.

white-lanterns:

#017 (by takumiyashima)

He’s doctor and he says he’s certified.
She knows that that is wrong when she just looks into his eyes
He’ll mend her heartbreak, and she says that he has the cure.
But medicine don’t kick in like it used to anymore.
 Left Alone, Hudson Taylor

twelvefootmountaintroll:

i’m gonna name my firstborn “arial”

and people will be like “oh like the mermaid”

and i’ll say “no like the font”

(via vintage-kisses)


go-travel-the-world:

i-zzy:

fish

(via imgTumble)

sharance:

(by stefanyalves)

handwrittenheart:

just breathless

sophaloaffff:

Untitled (by elchaos)
sleepy themes