raspberrysnowcicle said: Are you going to high cascade this summer?

unfortunately, i don’t have enough money, but I’m going to start saving for next summer!


Alaska Range
by Anoop Anand

"Good Morning"
“How was your day?”
“Be careful”
“Text me when you get home so I know you’re safe”
“Sweet dreams”
“How are you?”
“I hope you’re feeling better”
“Have a good day today!”
“I miss you”
“Good night”
“Can you come over?”
“Can I come over?”
“Can I see you?”
“Can I call you?”
“You’re beautiful”
“Want something to drink?”
“Watch your step”
“Let’s watch a movie”
“What are you up to?”
“How is your day so far?”
“It will be okay”
“I’m here for you”
“Do you need anything?”
“Are you hungry?”
“I just wanted to hear your voice”
“You just made my day”

You don’t have to hear “I Love You” to know that someone does. Listen carefully. People speak from the heart more often than you think.

(via bl-ossomed)

(Source: blocklava)




“Show him your fucking badge!”

We don’t need no stinkin badges.

best story ever omg
is it weird my boyfriend and i do this all the time? haha i miss him

If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.

Edgar Allan Poe (via letteratura-litterature)


(via unintelligently)

As I close my eyes, the first thing I see is when I tell you something funny, and you give me that smile that you always give me (yes, with your teeth showing),


And as I write this I can’t help but cry,

Because that smile is what gets me through my days.

Here alone, studying… studying what? Chemistry.

No, I’m studying your chemistry. The way your lips feel when you kiss me. The way your eyes look into mine when you tell me you love me. When you touch my face, I feel this amazing feeling I can’t describe. I wont ever be able to describe it. Warm, tingling sensations travel through my entire being and my heart starts to beat faster and faster, I can feel the love that transmits between us both. And when you finally kiss me, I can take a deep breath and hold you in my arms and never let you go. That’s all I want– no, that’s everything I need.


I can’t really describe how I feel. Stressed and alone. Like I need to get the fuck out of here and be with you to feel loved again. And to feel the way your lips feel on mine when you kiss me, and how it transmits those signals to different parts of my body everywhere collectively.

Did you know that for every stimulus that is transmitted to your nerves, it is normal to feel them not in the spot where it supposedly originates from?

And how I get to laugh at the funny jokes you make, and fight with you and experience the beauty of life with you.


That’s all I want; plain and simple. You. You are my everything. My insight to life, the one who makes me question and follow everything I do and think. And without you, I can’t seem to see straight. Like I’m walking on a blurred pathway during a rainstorm at night.


My dear, you are the light to my world.


Sometimes I look at the moon and the stars. No all the time– you know about science and I. And the first thing I think of is, “maybe he’s looking at the same moon I am, at the same second and thinking if I’m doing the same.”

Maybe you aren’t, maybe you are. But it’s the hope that you are that captures me.

just want to leave this place already. the only thing that is here for me is school work and other bullshit temptations and drama. so much is going on at home without me and i just need to be there, for my family and friends. friday honestly can’t come soon enough. desperately craving a deep breath, relocation and sex. help.


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