And you keep telling me,
Telling me that you’ll be sweet,
And you’ll never want to leave my side,
As long as I don’t break these,
Promises, and they still feel all so wasted on myself.
❞425 notes
25 / 4 / 2012 @ 18:53
(source: my-first-cigarette)
vintage
boat
summer
Black and White
couple
water
lake
8 notes
19 / 4 / 2012 @ 23:19
(source: violets-voices)
blonde
Actress
smoke
cigarette
Black and White
mirror
(Source: violets-voices)
1 note
19 / 4 / 2012 @ 23:08
(source: italian-art)
italy
seaside
sea
europe
summer
town
sicily
mountain
vacation resort
Bella Italia (by jaurtorq…)
I have no joy of this contract to-night:
It is too rash, too unadvised, too sudden,
Too like the lightning, which doth cease to be
Ere one can say ‘It lightens’ Sweet, good night!
This bud of love, by summer’s ripening breath,
May prove a beautious flow’r when next we meet
Good night, good night! As sweet repose and rest
Come to thy heart as that within my breast! ❞
