December 2010
“Then he kissed her. At his lips’ touch she blossomed for him like a flower and...”
– The Great Gatsby, F. Scott Fitzgerald (via stephakneee)
That awkward moment when you see someone wearing...
yourlipstickstain:
Imagine if tumblr showed me how many hours I've...
sajinsul:
oh my god
lalaalaaalaugh:
secretlyloved:
Some day you’ll cry for me like i cried for you. some day you’ll miss me like i missed you. Some day you’ll need me like i needed you. some day you’ll love me and i won’t love you.
secretlyloved:
She’s afraid that after all this waiting, he’ll end up with another girl. She’s afraid of what hasn’t happened yet. And most of all, she’s afraid she’ll never find someone who can compare to him.
If only you knew how much I think about you.
secretlyloved:
It’s not even you that I really want back, it’s the pieces of me you took with you when you left because when I lost you, I didn’t know I would lose me too.
Dear You. I hope you'll have a wonderful 2011,...
fuckyeahdisneyclassic:
