whisper my name into the winds, to carry back to me.

we can plant a house, we can build a tree

I don't even care, we can have all three; she said

-breed, Nirvana

[weheartit]

the fallen leaves shake their heads
to the rhythm of the wind
they dream wild of far off places
of shimmering stars and curious faces
they dream of worlds light years away
where leaves don't fall and lovers stay.

birthday yesterdayyyy.
midterm/paper today ):
sweet life.