bellamyblake:

finally, I am safe. finally, I feel the kind of warmth I’d been longing for, the kind that sticks with you when you’re shivering, that bundles itself around you and reminds you of what you’re fighting for. a place to come back to; a heart to beat in sync to; a soul to walk beside; a home. his arms.

 — when where you belong and where you are collide (c.c.) | aka clarke griffin really loves bellamy blake