(Source: tonymoanie, via wishihadglasses)
Distance… wait… we are five thousand miles in between promises and breaths you breathe torn up shirts and torn up sheets a secret that we never keep. sleep now… wait…. the sun is always late to rise, hands bound up in satin ties, pillows muffle somber sighs, we find poetry in curves and lines, quiet still… wait… I turn your head to face my skin, inhale exhale soak you in, raindrops sing on roofs of tin, sheets and blankets, youthful whim. wake up… wait…
Sleep shh sleep, Don’t wake up until morning.
— I love him with my whole heart.
— I married the love of my life on Saturday. <3
Everything about her screams "wigwam, tepee." Everything about her screams "a mess."
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