I may still not know what I want to be when I grow up, but I do know that someday I want to live in a house filled with my books and travel souvenirs. And the walls that aren’t covered in bookshelves will be covered with photos of my family and friends. When I leave the house I will be going to a job I love, and I’ll return to a person I love. So, that’s the dream I’m working on. — Amber Morely (via littlemiss)
(via suzywire)
And I could write a song
A hundred miles long
Well, that’s where I belong
And you belong with me
It isn’t enough for your heart to break because everybody’s heart is broken now. — Allen Ginsberg (via bitchville)
(via fuckyeahskinnybitch)
My curves.
I don’t usually say this but, i can’t wait to have kids and be able to photograph them.
Just because someone doesn’t love you the way you want them to, doesn’t mean they don’t love you with all they have..
Your skin
Your skin and bones
Turn into something beautiful
Do you know for you I bleed myself dry
For you I bleed myself dry
— Coldplay-Yellow (via can-be-infinite) (via dearaimie)