내 영원히;
He carries stars in his pockets because he knows she fears the dark. Whenever sadness pays her a visit, he paints galaxies on the back of her hands. 5/9/13 ♥ (Sometimes nsfw)
We spoke all night in tongues,
in fingertips, in teeth.
(via henryxnightsky)    


oh my god you don’t understand how much i want to kiss you

or watch movies with you

or fall asleep with you

or drink coffee with you

or cuddle with you

or hold your hand

or go to amusement parks with you

or watch concerts with you 

or bake with you

i want to do everything with you 

I am profoundly enchanted by the flowing complexity in you.
John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne dated 5 November 1820 (via wu-fan)    
Your lips are all I wanted at midnight.
eight word story (via bl-ossomed)