It was a kiss made in lonely dreams. A kiss that took its time. A kiss that felt so right she couldn’t remember all the reasons it was wrong.
— Susan Elizabeth Phillips, This Heart of Mine
I’ve survived a lot of things, and I’ll probably survive this.
— I repost this every time it comes up on my dash. Because I need this reminder several times a day. (via hardcore)
they were standing like that for a long time, so then I got them a stool 😂🌹💚💕
Omg