My name is Mal.
*Most of the images found here are not mine, I google the majority of the images that I post or reblog. If you want a follow back I have to like what you post.
I was standing in line at dairy queen and I saw an elderly lady crying because she didn’t have enough money to pay for her small blizzard, so I bought her a large and helped her out to her car, and she cried and said ” I hope God made someone just for you out in the world so that they can treat you as special as you are” and I am sobbing right now.
You read my diary?
At first I did not know it was your diary. I thought it was a very sad handwritten book.
imagine getting to spend the night in this bed next to someone you love, discussing big and small things or just breathing next to each other while the cars and the city lights dimly light up the mountains and remind you that the world never ever goes to sleep. every night. i’d fucking love that.
imagine spending a night with just your closest friends or even alone and just enjoying it
this looks absolutely amazing
imagine waking up in the middle of the night to find some guy with suction cups on his hands and feet attached to your window and making faces at you while you sleep