in colours that don't exist
I think of you in colours that don't exist.

Girl.Seventeen.Sweden

också vänder det, bara sådär. som en kastvind i rätt riktning efter några kilometer av motvind.

Sweetheart I’ve been frightfully busy but you know I have thought of you every minute
by Scott Fitzgerald to Zelda Fitzgerald, March 1919 (via weepling)

(via cruel-intenti0ns)

Because in the end you are really alone, whatever you do.
by Marina Abramović (via endangerment)

(Source: rabbitinthemoon, via cruel-intenti0ns)

ska det vara såhär?
outreasoned:

just a crush
likefreeasabird:

That’s what I wanted. Maybe.

you can’t get me to hold on