dictionaryofobscuresorrows: n. the inexplicable urge to push people away, even close friends who you really like—as if all your social tastebuds suddenly went numb, leaving you unable to distinguish cheap politeness from the taste of genuine affection, unable to recognize its subtle and ambiguous flavors, its long and delicate maturation, or the simple fact that each tasting is double-blind.
It’s never the changes we want that change everything.– Junot Diaz; The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao (via eyestoheart)
cannot sleep. sharing a random thing
This person just randomly talked to me about rechargeable batteries and I was like: I was totally zoning out. C’mon! what’s interesting with rechargeable batteries?! That’s it. Unfortunately, that’s the most interesting part of my day. I really need to get a life. o.O
Playlist time!! (Oldies edition)
Here we go: Always Something There to Remind Me - Naked Eyes Every Breath You Take - The Police Tears in Heaven - Eric Clapton Penny Lane - The Beatles Lover’s Cross - Jim Croce I Fall to Pieces - Patsy Cline I Can’t Go For That - Hall & Oates I Write the Songs - Barry Manilow God Only Knows - The Beach Boys Asleep - The Smiths Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door - Bob...
She was beautiful, but she was beautiful in the way a forest fire was beautiful.– Neil Gaiman (via gaws)
Uhh, yeah. Girls, you know what I mean.
Places to be alone...
bookish-owlette: but not lonely. seafoamchild: in a gothic cathedral lying in bed, listening to summer rain a hot bubble bath on a wintery day a bookstore or a library pine forest, neck craned upwards at trees against the sky natural history museum sunrise from a hilltop, with only the birds for company near a crackling fireplace with a good book and a teacup in the grass at sunset,...