summertime sadness

oxyhaemoglobin:

Nothing beats this kind of intimacy, when it’s about 3am and it feels like you’re the only two people in the world. There are no words or intentions, you’re just happy lying next to each other knowing that you never want to do this with anyone else. Just to consider that you’re each, essentially, a bag of bones and organs and muscles, and yet you’re both so much more than that because you’ve found each other and suddenly everything makes so much sense.

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themountainboy:

esalare:

i don’t even like when people smoke, but this is so clever and witty

i use to collect shells at the beach for my nonno (granddad) to use as an ash tray, perfect

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fijiwaters:

daughterofgollum:

cloudfifteen:

i love this so much. the freshness and how alive you feel when you escape to breathe out of the ocean. i wish i was here.

WOW

cloudfifteen, that’s a very nice description and made me love this photo more than i would

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