“Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via wind-sand-and-stars)
(Source: kateautumn, via boniverotic)
“Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice.”—F. Scott Fitzgerald (via wind-sand-and-stars)
(Source: kateautumn, via boniverotic)
Könnte einer unser’ Mädelsabende im Mondo sein!
And this is what I hope tonight will feel like.