Morgan / 17 / Florida

It’s just this strange thing I do where I allow myself to briefly fall in love with another human being that I see on a train, or the sidewalk, or in a warm café.

— Chelsea Fagan, Dear Beautiful Guys I Pass On The Street: I Love You (via de-licacy)
You are finally gone. I have never been happier in my life.

If love were a labor Id slave till the end.