No matter how far you travel, you can never get away from yourself.– Haruki Murakami (via fr0zen)
pizzaforpresident: Meryl Streep could play my mother and I’d believe her.
mols: I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and saw them crying in their bed at night or singing in the shower or humming quietly to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street. And even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think, after...
I had no idea how I was going to escape. At least the others had some taste for...– Charles Bukowski (via vashti)
6 stages of fangirling →
gorebunny: discovery “who is that sex god and why haven’t i noticed him before” research “i have to find out everything about him omg what is his full name what is his birthday do you think he has a wife does he have children does he like jam does he like cats i wonder what photos there are of him is he even real omg” obsession “i love him so much omg what you like him too no you can’t have...
I am very much down to earth, just not this earth.– Karl Lagerfeld (via theskinnysweetpea)
woodlandnymph: seabois: When F. Scott Fitzgerald was 6 years old he had a birthday party to which nobody came. He waited on the porch all afternoon in his freshly pressed suit but nobody showed, so at last he went inside and ate his entire birthday cake, including several candles. …just like nick carrway waited for ages on the front porch of gatsby’s house just before the funeral, oh wow.