written by Imam Ali (a), Bihar al-Anwar, v. 78, p. 81, no. 74 (via yaseeneducation)
but it’s friday.. so…. i’ll live…
goal today: run home to bed and sleep forever
written by Nelson Mandela (via jannati)
.. so I closed my eyes and took a plane to Venice’s streets where no soul has knowledge of my existence. My only luggage was the memory of the warmth of your lips against mine.
written by Unknown (via thatkindofwoman)
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough"
written by Clementine Von Radics (via crucigera)
—— annnddddd THE BOOTY IS BACK