I can’t think of anything but nights with you.
― Zelda Fitzgerald to Scott Fitzgerald, 1919 (via girlsjunk)

(Source: larmoyante)

noticeably-high: I like your skeleton onesie

It glows in the dark man it’s fly

Love of mine 
Someday you will die
But I’ll be close behind
I’ll follow you into the dark

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