lueur fantôme



What if clouds and lakes switched spots and every time you looked up you’d see waves being pulled by the moon and we’d wade through the clouds on a hot day. What if birds grew grass and the ground grew feathers. What if flowers were as tall as trees and trees as small as flowers. 

I’ll have whatever he’s having. 

Apr 19 0:30 with 334,406 notes


Im 1000% sure next year im going to regret how i looked this year

Apr 19 0:28 with 124,768 notes
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