I cant wait until I can roll over at 2 a.m. to find your lips instead of a text
― (via aliciaaadani)
(Source: just-a-penis-with-a-dream)
What is the point of progress into the future if the food is tasteless, the housing absurd, the work boring, and the earth clobbered with concrete? Towards what is progress? In fact, what on Earth are we doing? No one has even the ghost of a notion. Save perhaps a few simple-minded people who live in the present to smell flowers, listen to the sea, watch trees in the wind, & cuddle with a lovely human.
― (via psychodellomellojello)
