LINA
DEAR SUMMER,
Stars hanging in the balance
IN MY DREAMS
HONEY
YOU'RE THE
SUMMER
THAT I
DREAMT OF

ladymargaerytyrell:

“Daisy Buchanan, the golden girl. A breathless warmth flowed from her. A promise that there was no-one else in the world she so wanted to see.”

ohqueenmargaery:

tell them daisy’s changed her mind

2013.07.05    1,089 notes    reblog
joanbeauforts:
“ i looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice
”

joanbeauforts:

i looked back at my cousin, who began to ask me questions in her low, thrilling voice

2013.06.22    158 notes    reblog