(via verysherry)
Away We Go
Summer: This is a nightmare. I’m sweating to death, driving ten miles an hour on, like, a rickshaw, listening to this… music.
Seth: Hey, do not insult Death Cab.
Summer: It’s like one guitar and a whole lot of complaining.
Seth: I’m going 70 in a 65 zone.
Summer: 80 is the new 70.
Seth: What? Who talks like that?
Summer: Who gets passed by a van full of nuns? Oh, wait, Cohen does!
Seth: Well they have God on their side, Summer, okay. I’m not gonna beat Jesus.
Summer: I’m gonna call Holly and see how far ahead of us they are. And she’s a girl!
Seth: That’s insulting to your own gender.
Summer: Not as insulting as it is to you.
Summer: Come on. Get off the bed!
Seth: Nope.
Summer: Be, like, a gentleman?
Seth: Chivalry’s dead, sugar.
Summer: You make a move, I rip out your jugular.
Seth: Hey, pillow talk.
(via thelovelybones)
broken down on memory lane.
(via foreverdaydreaming)
were alone together were alone.
you’re the only place that feels like home.
I WISH I WAS AS INVISIBLE AS YOU MAKE ME FEEL
just so you know, you’ll never know. some secrets werent meant to be told. but i found the cure to growing older.
oh hey fob everywhere.
