June 2012
I love...
thoughtsonfire:
beds with a white duvet, white sheets, and white pillows
hands (especially having mine held by you)
walking nowhere in particular
sitting next to you with our shoulders touching
picking up groceries without a list
watching sunsets on hot summer days
listening to the sound of waves
deep breaths that seem to make everything a little more bearable
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“I wish I could just rot under this tree.
That’s my wish; to sleep, sleep,...”
– Arimura Ryutaro, リラの木 (via skeletales)
