(via unidaysus)

Can you see me? All of me? Probably not. No one ever really has.

Jeffrey Eugenides

(via kalifornia-klasss)

The whole earth was brimming sunshine that morning. She tripped along, the clear sky pouring liquid blue into her soul.

(via voleum)

I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.

F. Scott Fitzgerald