July 2011
You wake up one morning and God has forgiven you and you walk around squinting...
– Looking For Alaska (via tinnydinny)
Late at night.
A certain, special friend and I have a lot in common; for one thing, we both put the sadness at the back of our heads and release it when we write. Afterwards, we continue being happy. But I believe this is the kind of sadness that’s tiring; one that I can’t seem to describe once more for it has become too repetitive. It’s the kind of sadness that I can’t really write about or express in such a...
Strangers → Friends → Best Friends → Lovers →Ex's...
We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.
– Lady Windermere’s Fan | Oscar Wilde (via lifeofliterature)