"When you consider things like the stars, our affairs don’t seem to matter very much, do they?"
Virginia Woolf (via drunk-on-books)
"Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away."
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via circumcising)
(Source: blessed-coast, via sheisstuck-inherdaydream)
"Some people care too much. I think it’s called love."
A.A. Milne (Winnie-the-Pooh)
(Source: realizes, via sippinonsouthern)
I appreciate fine art and fine boys
(Source: bacterium, via johmgreener)
"Drunk text me. I want
"Drunk Texts are Flattering" by Claire Luisa (via -virtual)
to be the one you think of
when you can’t think straight."
(Source: claire-luisa, via desideries)
I can already tell It’s going to be a long night forcing myself to sleep. I cannot even imagine the things that’ll keep me up tonight, but I know they won’t be pleasant.
I wish I could just fucking sleep.
Maybe I’ll just quit my lame ass job so I’ll never have to wake up again. Ever.