Perhaps we’re not magic anymore. Perhaps we’re just comfortable. We just know our way around one another. We know which wounds to cauterize and which to let bleed.

— Donna-Marie Riley (via five—a—day)

(via anditslove)

Leave a light, leave a little loving light on
Kiss her once, kiss her twice to keep the night on…

(Source: limitlessplaylist)

I care. It fucking terrifies me how much I care.

— Midnight thoughts (just in case you wanted to hear it again)

(Source: reality-escape-artist, via facetofacewiththesky)

This is me after every single duty at the hospital.

All you want to do is talk, talk. All I wanted was your reckless heart.

(Source: tuuuuunes)


Olia Filipps