Summer night, sleeping naked in bed with Gracie. Belly full of pie.
Sometimes when I’m really tired I wish I was a small bird nestled up in the fur on a buffalos back in the middle of winter, watching the snow fall.
(Source: ovaire, via malformalady)
(via hapillon)
(via hapillon)
(Source: blacknanny, via hapillon)
The suns going down and I’m crying next to the creek.