(via laurenwilk)
Love’s as hard as nails.
Love is nails:
blunt, thick, hammered through
the medial nerves of One
who, having made us, knew
the thing that He had done:
seeing (with all that is)
our cross, and His.
C.S. Lewis (via home-cosmography)
I WAS THERE!
Kimbra at the Bardot.
love them.
(via kblovely)
my future child.
(via kblovely)
my julie&julias.
(via kblovely)
I’ve got a frostbite in my frontal lobe.
OH LAND; Frostbite.
(via kblovely)
