I just passed my driving test. Happy happy happy :D
Something’s gotta give, it may as well be our fingers. Touch me, ‘til my ribs...– Andrea Gibson
I'm not going to think about things, I'm just...
Bite all the grapes off a stalk and the branches look like lungs as long as I...
How can I tell If I shall ever love you again As I do now?– William Carlos Williams, from “A Love Song” (via proustitute)
One door shuts and another one opens right?
tell me what I’m suppose to do with all these leftover feelings of you? ‘Cause I don’t know. And tell me how I’m suppose to feel, when all these nightmares become real.
Each time you happen to me all over again.– Edith Wharton, The Age of Innocence
The universe is made up of stories, not atoms.– Muriel Rukeyser
Some days my heart beats so fast my ribcage sounds like a fucking railroad...– Andrea Gibson
Why do I insist on doing this to myself?
I have disappeared into my love for you - and I think you should either give me...– Charles Hunter (via sleepanddream)
tylerknott: I think I am comforted by the fact that even if I was broken to bits, each and every bit would sing your name. -Tyler Knott Gregson-
Ask yourself if what you’re doing today is getting you closer to where you want...– Unknown