(Source: pausesbetweenthought, via whimsical-dolors)
(Source: 4dele, via whimsical-dolors)
And what a battle it is
(Source: weheartit.com, via whimsical-dolors)
(Source: incked, via whimsical-dolors)
queued♡
(via whimsical-dolors)
(via whimsical-dolors)
You are flowers in my stomach.
Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the cracks of the ribs.
I only want to be the sun for you.
— Elke River (via lovelessramblings)
(Source: hellanne, via whimsical-dolors)
(Source: vicforprez, via whimsical-dolors)
(Source: jeneration18, via whimsical-dolors)
(via whimsical-dolors)