May 2013
“All great and precious things are lonely.”
– John Steinbeck, East of Eden (via sadexistences)
lilacid:
niggaqueef:
when you sat in a weird position for a long time and you move and then your foot feels like this
most accurate description of anything accurate ever in the history of accuracy
Have you ever thought about how many people think about you? It’s so bizarre. Imagine someone, out of the blue, thinking of your face. Something happens; they remember you. Your favorite song, how you dress, the way you talk, the look in your eyes when you are happy. They remember that about you, even if you haven’t seen each other in years. Everything in life is a reminder of a person, a place,...
coolruby64:
*sticks my hand in your chip bag* can i have one
“There are all kinds of love in this world, but never the same love twice.”
– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via superrjew)
mdcb:
How do you forgive someone ? Especially someone who isn’t sorry, how do you do it ? I want to forgive certain people but I’m struggling . Where do I even begin ?
“Whenever I speak with you, I end up dying more, a little more”
– Frida Kahlo (via iamyourmannequin)
zerrie:
Am I the only one who wakes up then stays in bed for like another hour
“I don’t. I don’t want anybody else to touch you. I’m silly. I get furious if...”
– Ernest Hemingway, from ‘A Farewell to Arms’ (via sadexistences)
