Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.– J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via loveyourchaos)
If only I would have checked myself– guy who wrecked himself (via so-move)
spindrift: morning love coiled in each other’s sleep you kiss my forehead i kiss your forehead your nose your cheek it’s dark the sun creeps in and we’re wrapped like presents for each other in each other arm, arm, leg, leg tangled like satisfied shoelaces knots of “i love you”s in whispers and sighs groans of delight nuzzles and cuddles you are my pleasure plight.