Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I do not know.
John Keats (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: theburnthatkeepseverything)

i never really liked

my name 

much

until i found out 

what it tastes like 

when you sigh it 

into my

mouth

(Source: oceanicforest)

IMPORTANT NOTICE FOR THE BOOK LOVERS

can you please recommend me new literature that is worth reading? Something “Looking for Alaska”-ish?