My name is Kody Martin and this is my blog.
// Our mom calls us love
Our dad calls us son //
Happiest Birthday to the Freshest cat on this side of forever. Love ya papa bear and thanks for letting me be your son.
// When you’re sparkling madly in the moonlight //
But tonight, we’re all believers //
And I feel alright. With all. Of my. Heart.
You’re leaving twisted rivers
Runnin right through my soul
Reblogged from 信仰.
It’s always the same //
Why don’t you take your heart out?
Instead of living in your head //
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet, good!
i wanna feel how dogs feel when you let them go in a big field