But Good Things Can Never Last
| Hannah | 18 | Writer, Coffee Lover, Traveller, Procrastinator, Stargazer.
Lover of: Lights, Irony, Epilogues, Seasons, Cities, Jawlines, Snow, Driving, Lyrics, Poetry, Campfires, and Cuddles | better-than-coffee.tumblr.com
The poet’s job is to put into words those feelings we all have that are so deep, so important, and yet so difficult to name, to tell the truth in such a beautiful way, that people cannot live without it. Jane Kenyon (via observando)

swamped:

Do u ever look at someone and you’re like how

(via inlarrywithharry)

If she doesn’t scare the hell out of you a little, she’s not the one. (via aintitjessjess)

(Source: mylesbianloveblog, via dreamer-or-doer)

I guess I disagree with you but ill let you have this one because I don’t feel like debating anymore with your simple ass (via swimdeeq)

(Source: monitormylife, via aceholden)

I want you to feel something when you hear my name (via n0t-really-real)

(Source: poisuun, via caaffeinated)


Yosemite Light Show by (whats_ur_flava2000)
No work, happy Hannah