If you don’t end up smiling while you are kissing someone, you are probably kissing the wrong person.
― I wish I learned this before (via lil-plant-princess)
6:55 pm  •  21 September 2014  •  141,281 notes
if you consider a woman
less pure after you’ve touched her
maybe you should take a look at your hands

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I will never not reblog this

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6:21 pm  •  21 September 2014  •  1,043,219 notes
Time flows in a strange way on Sundays.
― Haruki Murakami  (via floradventure)

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6:19 pm  •  21 September 2014  •  124,482 notes
A girl and her bed on Sundays are an endless love affair.
― note to self  (via tat-art)

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6:18 pm  •  21 September 2014  •  172,879 notes


I remember when I was a fetus I used to sneak out at night while my mother was sleeping

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7:25 pm  •  20 September 2014  •  181,883 notes
I want to move into an apartment in Manhattan with white floors and big windows. Drink Coffee in central park with my best friend and gossip about that bitch yesterday. Work at a fashion house. Go to a bar downtown with all of my friends at the weekends. Wear my boyfriend’s shirt at home, but extravagant clothes when I go out. And last, but not least - I want to be the type of person, people turn around on the streets and go “she’s someone”.

I would like that (via isabellafrandsen)

New York is the only place - period.

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7:03 pm  •  20 September 2014  •  26,305 notes