*txts back 20 days later & picks up the conversation where we left off as if no time has passed and without an excuse*
i dont trust people who dont let their dogs or cats on the furniture u are mean u are cold hearted
I met a lady in the meads,
Full beautiful - a faery’s child,
Her hair was long, her foot was light,
And her eyes were wild.
— John Keats, La Belle Dame Sans Merci (via budddha)
How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.
— Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via californiagirlwearingpearls)