I can’t think of anything but nights with you.
Zelda Fitzgerald to Scott Fitzgerald, 1919 (via bodv)
You are going to be the death of me, I can promise you that. Whether we break up and I die of a broken heart or I die in my sleep at age 83 lying next to you in bed, you will be the death of me.
You’re the only thing keeping me alive (via ithinkiminlove1234)