🌸 Jani 🌸
🌸 Jani 🌸
Just a Small town girl, living in a Lonely world.
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e.e. cummings (via observando)

Nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility:whose texture
compels me with the colour of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens;only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody,not even the rain, has such small hands.

studip:

my favorite part of concerts is when the band plays a song everyone knows so everyone’s singing along all out of tune but then the singer stops singing and they point the mic at the crowd and u just hear everyone in the crowd singing the words to the music and u see the smiles on the band members’ faces bc they know people care about their music and everyone’s just so happy who cares about anything else

(via nakedbrothersbandfanblog)

Anne Brontë (via observando)

I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes.

keezzyyy:

this child dresses better than every guy in my school

(Source: mymodernmet, via death-by-lulz)