[[MORE]];oiuahjwnfro;auwihref;oiajwef;ojkawef;olakwje;flkaj;sdkfja;lksjdf. I wish there were words for these feelings. You know you think you’ve seen red until you see crimson. I hate people. </end rant>
This Seems to Come From Longing
rightwritecj: Of course it comes from longing — the night twists off the beer cap, uncorks the bottle and pours a glass, slices the limes thin and pours the drink as a round for one. The night brings nothing except for poor light to read by and a new drink to make the time fly. I long for everything when the wine swirls and the page turns — I’ll meet my end around midnight, at the bottom of...
I am single because I refuse to change my relationship status for someone who...– S. Floyd
It’s never too late to be who you might have been.– George Eliot (via coruscating)
Even when I detach, I care. You can be separate from a thing and still care...– The Lover’s Dictionary, David Levithan (via commovente)
Flume | Bon Iver
[[MORE]]I’ve been sitting here for nearly an hour trying to write, but it’s hard because I don’t know what to fucking say, but I know that there’s something built up inside of me that I need to get out, and I just can’t put it into words. I wish it would just come naturally like it used to. Maybe I have writer’s block. Or maybe cosmetology school killed my brain...
What you do speaks so loud that I cannot hear what you say. So speak to me with...– Ralph Waldo Emerson
I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and...– Anonymous (via hatelyn)
Yes, I said, but if aging were so valuable, why do people always say, “Oh, if I...– Tuesdays with Morrie (via serialdaydreamer)