Yes, I dream of many things, she said, and the thought of your hand between my legs is just one of them. Now shut up and kiss me.
I feel small; but so are stars from a distance.
|—||ten word poem, i. (via maras-dyer)|
Sometimes your heart needs more time to accept what your mind already knows.
|—||Unknown (via still-hope-in-life)|
Elie Saab is killing me