adorability:

I could eat only fruit for the rest of my life
btsss:

I will live in a home like this. Me and my husband.
liquidcunt:

doin this with my future son
Why did happy memories fade and blur until one could scarcely recall them at all, while horrible memories seemed to retain their blinding clarity and painful sharpness? Judith McNaught, Almost Heaven (via a-t-l-a-n-t-a)

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1 year ago // 1,379 notes
newyorksbabe:

v-o-g-u-e-i-s-a-r-t:

ironicplanecrashes:

i need money

omG

I need money too
taytors:

every morning 
wha1ecum:

omg. i love this!

I’m always gonna put you first