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Marry me. Let’s spend our nights eating cereal on the floor when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.

Marry me. We can go to the movie theatre and sit in the very back row just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.

Marry me. We’ll paint the rooms of our house and get more paint on us than on the walls.

Marry me. We can hold hands and go to parties that we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub together.

Marry me. Slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.


- let me love you forever, marry me (via the-psycho-cutie)

"But if you ever get lonely
And you miss me
If you need someone to listen
Even if it’s only
The sound of someone’s voice who loves you
That you need to hear
You know where to find me
If you ever get lonely

- "If you ever get lonely" by love and theft (via thelifeinthereof)


you know when you try to keep yourself from sounding disappointed and then your voice does the wobbly thing and fuCK


Untitled on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/124129491


Untitled on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/124129491


Happiness is pillow talk at 2am. Happiness is waking up in the middle of the night and seeing the person you love in their most relaxed state and simply smiling because they are there. Happiness is laying in bed for hours just laughing at stupid things you say or find online. Happiness is wrestling on the floor and tickling each other until we can’t breathe. Happiness is understanding that we’re gonna make mistakes and having the strength to get through it and be stronger. Happiness is make shift dates put together at the last minute. It’s hopping in with both feet on everything we do. It’s looking into your eyes and seeing the world. It’s feeling a spark every time we kiss. It’s late night movies and drives to no where specific. It’s holding your hand when I’m scared or nervous or any emotion because I love how your hand feels in mine. It’s getting a stupid grin on my face when people ask me about you. It’s being silly and stupid in public. It’s understanding that we have different views on things, and getting past it. Happiness is what I feel with you. Every time I see you or hear your voice my heart skips a beat. After almost three years, I wouldn’t want it any other way. I love our silly, weird, and hard to understand relationship. I could type a millions letters that somehow form into words along the way, and I still wouldn’t be able to describe exactly how I feel about you. With all my heart. 

-Danielle <3



The neighbours cows are eating our garden

These would be my cows.

I’m never not reblogging this because this means so much more than any other post I’ve seen and ugh.

I’m never not reblogging this because this means so much more than any other post I’ve seen and ugh.


The best kind of alcohol is a lot.



Sundays are one of the main reasons why I want a boyfriend because what does anyone even do on a Sunday like if I had a boyfriend I could do him


I think I got the worst news I’ve ever gotten yesterday and I still don’t know how to react to it. 



Daisy by Ben Torode.

reblogging the source because omg this guy’s photography is gorgeous