I love sunglasses, am I looking at that tree? Am I staring at your dick? Who knows!
"Do not call me perfect,
a lie is never a compliment.
Call me an erratic
Then tell me that you
love me for it." Beau Taplin, You’re a fucking wreck and I love you for it (via the-lyrics-speak-for-me)
(Source: afadthatlastsforever, via delirious--souls)
"There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind" (via bl-ossomed)
(Source: hedonistpoet, via its4d4m)