Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther... So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
neckkiss:
“I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your neck.” — The 1975 (via neckkiss)
“I don’t wanna be your friend, I wanna kiss your neck.”
— The 1975 (via neckkiss)
(via hatin)
freakylifeblogs:
What’s on your mind babygirl?
