Bad Words, Good Times

I fucking hate the phrase "twenty-something"...there has to be a better way to describe myself, right?

onceuponawildflower:

Young and Beautiful - Vintage 1920’s Lana Del Rey / Great Gatsby Soundtrack Cover

This is good.

taherehmafi:

“You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight and a half years ago. Dare not say that a man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death. I have loved none but you. Unjust I may have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant.” - Jane Austen, Persuasion

favorite austen ever
be still my heart

(Source: nobodyisgonnarainonmyparade)

It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold; when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade

—Great Expectations by Charles Dickens  (via silver-blonde)

(Source: uppereastside, via anearlymorningwalk)