backseat sunset


La Dispute (by nunchukakatta)

Seahaven - Silhouette (Latin Skin)."I thought you noticed all our blemish,Didn’t you know this is temporary?”

Praise the booty, touch the booty, appreciate the booty, squeeze the booty, massage the booty, but most importantly, respect the booty.

Erik Charles Newman (via superb3113)


(via jnichols36)

(Source: blastpipes)


take note gentlemen

(Source: ppedropascal)


Tijuana Panthers - NOBO by Innovative Leisure

22,153 plays


The Lumineers | Flowers In Your Hair


Designed some PENNANTS. Now available in my STORE.
Thanks for the support! -SAM

It’s sad to fall asleep. It separates people. Even when you’re sleeping together, you’re all alone.

(Source: missavagardner)

I want to text you. Just to remind you that I’m still here. But then I remember that you know I’m here. You just don’t care.
Midnight thoughts (I won’t do this again)

(Source: reality-escape-artist)

I’m funny.



mornings with you.


I will never tell you that you look beautiful.
I will never tell you that (you) look lovely.
Because those statements hinge on sundresses
and too much time looking in the mirror.
After all, it is just a piece of glass.
And you (are) too,
because I see right through the beaming
reflections on your skin.
And you are deeper than the ocean,
calmer than it too.
As sweet as dripping honey,
and as (soft) as morning dew.
You’re that feel(i)ng at 2 (am), when the Sun
is asleep and somehow I still don’t feel alone.
And you are every gentle raindrop landing
on (quiet) rooftops in late July.
Your roots sink further than lofty White Oaks,
and your reach extends far beyond their branches.
You keep every beam of sunlight,
your eyes like glowing coals,
and every morning the horizon must borrow
from all the splendor that you hold.
They fill books with all your essence,
and it’s still never enough.
So I will call you what you are.
You are lovely.
You are beautiful.

you are soft, I am quiet (via christopherevan)