Camping at Blue River Reservoir this weekend. Pretty fuckin rad.
do you have that one person that you can’t look at when your trying to be mad at them because they’re so cute
The lack of tattoos on my body is highly upsetting.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to get you off my tongue. I don’t think I’ll ever want to.
Your name, your taste, your words (via shipwrecked-intentions)
this moment is the exact definition of perfection; i don’t know anything more intense and beautiful than two people, madly wanting each other but still restraining themselves because the tension is too flawless to be broken.
Getting into a relationship with me means I will put up with your shit. I will tell you I’m fucking pissed off at you but that doesn’t mean I will break up with you. I will tell you you are an asshole but I still love you then prob not talk to you for a few hours. I get into a relationship knowing there’s good AND bad days. And im willing to get through it with you on all days