The Moment We Forgot We Were More Than Good Friends.

So we'll crawl till we can walk again, and we'll run until we strong enough to jump then we'll fly until there is no wind. Then we'll crawl back to love.

You hate how he looks at life, with such a closed mind

Painting the roses red

i have one of those shennanigan filled weeks. i lav it <3

i can't stop listening to Fleetwood Mac, good or bad?

note to self do to kill a mock essay.

i lied that's never going to happen.

im still in need of a sailors hat for friday night ;)