…I tell you that loneliness itself is the secret. It’s a secret you cannot tell...– David Marusek, Counting Heads (via aristobrat) (via silks)
You know what the secret is, to be the kind of person you want to be? It’s to...– Emily Haines (via haveyouforgottenme)
I Will Follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab for...
haveyouforgottenme: darefordistance: It was her hands that he loved. After coming home from a night filled with obnoxious laughter, hard drinking, frivolous dancing and head spinning, all he wanted to do was rest. So he would enter his dark apartment and sit on the bed right next to her and just sigh this big sigh. With each exhale he hoped that it contained the maladies of the night. As he ran...
If there’s just one piece of advice I can give you, it’s this — when there’s...– Grey’s Anatomy (via whosthatgirl) (via jessicachu)
haveyouforgottenme: rainclown: anicecupoftea: his favorite words were triumph and shimmer; hers were scintillate and inevitable. they fit together in starlight and quiet mornings. they lived on boston baseball games and ice cream after dark, breakfasts on the beach and crackling bonfires while the sun set behind premature fireworks. they ran together into the waves, holding hands always,...
motels: Smell her hair. Talk to her in movie theaters. Hold her hand while you talk. Tell her she’s beautiful. Look her in the eyes when you talk to her. Tell her stupid jokes. Let her play with your hair. Just walk around with her. Look at her like she’s the only girl you see. Tickle her, even if she say’s stop. When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her. Let her fall asleep in your...
Anything worth anything takes work.
Has it been you all along
motels: I had a dream about you. You asked me whether I was free on the weekend. Your friends arrived, started teasing you about me again, and you left. I thought you were gone. I told him to shut the fuck up because it was the first time you had gathered the courage to even ask to hang out. When I walked on, I saw you, standing with the others. You grabbed my right hand, it took me by complete...
You know what I think hurts the most? The feeling of being replaced. It’s like...– JoAnne Golden (via quotewhore) (via kissmytoes) (via merricat) (via flautapantera) (via impeccableblahs)
You know what sucks?
jessicachu: theloveyturtle: siristar: Losing sleep over someone who you know isn’t even thinking about you.
fiftywords: Sometimes, when I close my eyes, I see your face. I see your blue eyes and blushing cheeks and puckered lips, drawn by the brush of memories, daubed by the finger of God, brightly brokenhearted, soft and feminine and delicate. Baby, I wish we could try again. I’d try again.
You can have anything you want if you are willing to give up the belief that you...– Robert Anthony (via styleandsubstance) (via unicornology)
nostrich: I had no idea this existed, but it’s awesome. I didn’t realise until a few days ago that typing “listen” on the dashboard no longer worked, but this is even better. No idea if this is a feature or an easter egg or whatever.
During the 1960s, I think, people forgot what emotions were supposed to be. And...– Andy Warhol (via styleandsubstance) (via unicornology)
sarazucker: i take one nap, one fucking nap, and i wake up to this shitshow.
I Feel Cream - Peaches
luxuriousvulgarity: ugh it’s only monday.