nothing gold can stay.
i've been told to find the finer things.

"without cracks in the pavement the city cannot breathe"

By matialonsor

Who Do You Love?
Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
Earnest Hemmingway  (via alaelia)
I crave your legs intertwined with mine, I crave nothing but you, in the most simplest of ways.
Unknown (via fuckinq)
Psychologists say: The person who tries to keep everyone happy often ends up feeling the loneliest.
(via dangnikki)