shameless idealist. golden hawk. hopeless romantic. i love tea, shukas, and try to find joy in the little things... like dancing in the rain and being kissed on the forehead. i drink beer and love to be sun kissed. i left my heart with the people of oseneto, kenya and i am killing time till i can go get it back.

She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again.There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.

—Forever by Maggie Stiefvater (via parachute3s)

(via rachelcommandant)

I think you still love me, but we can’t escape the fact that I’m not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I’m not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I’m not angry, either. I should be, but I’m not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.

—Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via observando)

'Do you think I'm pretty?'
‘I think you’re beautiful’
‘You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.’

—Richelle Mead (via observando)