February 2012
“My thoughts are stars I cannot fathom into constellations”
– John Green (via shits-a-mess)
uncontrollable sobbing is happening
colestclair:
“We live in a modern society. Husbands and wives don’t
grow on trees, like in...”
– Jeffrey McDaniel, “The Archipelago of Kisses” (via fleurishes)
“I.
Our kiss is a secret handshake, a password.
We love like spies, like...”
– Mindy Nettifee, “This is the Nonsense of Love” (via fleurishes)
