redhottridinghood: Sylvia Plath Love is a constant feeling of being amazed that I didn’t just make you up inside my head. You’re real and you live in the world with me, and this just knocks me off my feet.
redhottridinghood: Sylvia Plath Love is a constant feeling of being amazed that I didn’t just make you up inside my head. You’re real and you live in the world with me, and this just knocks me off my feet.