Orange-blosssom

absolutely hate the nights where i can't stay asleep:/

Tiles, Gustav Klimt

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it's called a crush because it hydraulic presses your cognitive ability btw

somehow laying in the sun amongst the flowers fixes everything

listened to them rant abt nerdy things for like over an hour and im just like sitting there with hearts in my eyes like pleaseeee top me top me top me top me

"AND ANOTHER THING" im taking my shirt off

i love love. kissing when in love. it is like telling a lover, “i wish to devour you, but cannot. instead i shall give to you, this much of me.” and it’s a kiss pressed to your lips which began some time ago and ends no one knows when