have I told you about that time in 5th grade when my school had a blackout and I whispered ”lumos” and the lights came back on
because I just
You were 11 in 5th grade, yes?
HOLY MOTHER OF-
I KNEW IT FUCK YEAH MY LETTER JUST GOT LOST
In true love, there is no mountain too high to climb. No river too wide to cross. And most of all in true love there is no ends.
― (via icanrelateto)