I’m afraid of time. I mean, I’m afraid of not having enough time. Not enough...– Ann Brashares (via silverest)
Maybe it’s sad that these are now memories. And maybe it’s not.– The Perks Of Being A Wallflower (via monsieurwintour)
I have noticed that if you look carefully at people’s eyes the first five...– The Secret Life of Bees (via you1ana)
Marleywild ☾ 。 • ˚ ˚ ✭: i want to go back to paris... →
marleywild: i want to go back to paris sooooo bad. i miss it so much. it constantly smells like warm freshly baked bread and kisses. and even if the sun doesn’t shine, the people do as they greet you with a ‘bonjour!’ everywhere you go. its so sophisticated, but its also wild and magical…its full of sadness…
heroin: A Portuguese word with no immediate translation to English. It can roughly be translated to a deep emotional state of nostalgic longing for someone or something while knowing that its likelihood of return is unknowable and entirely left to fate.
That was one of the saddest things about people—their most important thoughts...– Alexandra Adornetto (via silverest)