March 2012
Watchcrystalmeowth:
IHOAHKIFHNJDKLSHKJLSHKJLHDFKLJDSHYKLF MY HEART AHLSKDJALKF MY HEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAART
“Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language.”
– Mark Slouka (via carouselinparis)
i see brownies on the kitchen table
February 2012
1 tag
the best conversation i've had all...
mom: can i borrow your bon iver cd and take it to school i really like it and we need some good new music for nap time
im gonna get yolo tattooed on my ass
Watchme
step one: take out homework
step two: reward self with two hours of internet for getting that far
Aristotle: We are what we repeatedly do.
Plato: Well then I guess I'm YOUR MOM
Plato: *high fives Socrates*
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thanks
(jk fuck you)
Anonymous asked: why are you single
(43)
clavicola:
You didn’t know me when I was young enough to believe that you could bloom love like orchids on the kitchen table.
My father loved my mother the way Degas loved his ballerinas. He wanted to carve her out of marble, but forgot that statues don’t have heartbeats.
— only cold palms, and silk folds of stone.
How do you learn to love when you were never taught to as a...
