"We made love before ever laying a finger on each other. Caressed our souls in ways that most can’t even fathom… it was true magic."
F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby (via fuckyeahfitzgerald)
Need your lips on me. Watched those lips form words and work in concentration when you drew. I wondered what they tasted like. And now I know. Best kisses of my life.
Every time. In every time zone. Every day. Peas’ n ’ carrots
E.M. Forster, A Room with a View (via little-terrible-one)