Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby , kiss me
Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you
it's your flesh that makes you sexy, not your bones. so stop trying to be so damn skinny.
Are you truly happy, darling?
(via ohwillow)
Are you truly happy, darling?
(via ohwillow)
Are you truly happy, darling?
(via ohwillow)
....im going to change my name one day, caitlin is too unoriginal and gross..
no offence, really, to all the other caitlins, caitlyns, kaitlyns… etc out there.
sometimes you see a man you once loved, on the subway, two nights in a row, in the same car, next to you and then across from you, and you don’t say hello. you sort of try to hide, in your hood, and the past, because the last time you saw him you loved him. you were lying in his bed, on your stomach, half sleeping, he was leaving for work, he kissed your back, said those words, and then he left. you’d like to keep it that way, the memory, so you close your eyes, throw your head back, against the window, shut out the world, until it says lorimer, try not to live, for ten minutes, for two days, just remember.
~ meredith linne
