yo lemme just smash my head into this fucking lamp for six hours
Your lips taste like the poems that I can recite by heart
and your mind is the medium where two seas part.
Your eyes are filled with Dahlias that burst out
Your voice is all the melodies I’ve ever tried to sing.
Your touch is the first day of autumn and like the leaves, I fell.
I love you with every atom inside me, every fiber, every cell.
Every season lies in your smile and every ocean crashes in your eyes.
I’ve let the tides wash me away to your soul of sunrise.
best gif set of all time
mark, my words. *mark brings me my dictionary* thank you mark
A Letter from Queen Elizabeth II to Lorde.
Endling is a word for an individual animal that is the last of its species or subspecies.
1912 - 2012
this makes me so sad