(Source: hollygohardly, via allthingsfrench)
À toi toujours
I like the Strokes, Arcade Fire, Jeff Buckley, The Libertines, The Smiths, alt rock, dystopian fiction, sour lollies, playing the bass, France, George Orwell, comics, uninhabited desert islands and bad reality TV.
Carrie Laski, Things To Say Besides I Love You
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(Source: ihopeitsnotasamsquanch, via mrvonnegut)
"You might be sitting with him at the kitchen table drinking coffee from mismatched mugs and saying nothing because sometimes saying nothing is the best thing to say. He’s miles away, and you’re thinking you should take a shower or fix your hair or at least brush your teeth because you feel dirty and self-conscious. You wish the sun weren’t so bright on your face and you wish there was something other than corn flakes for breakfast so your stomach won’t start making hideous noises. You’re about to open your mouth and say something to break the silence, but he speaks first. He tilts his head slightly and says:
“You make me really happy.”
And you will agree he does, too."
(Source: justwitha-smile)
(via inspirationalbullshit)
(Source: anescapefromsociety, via likeacumulonimbus)
Charles Bukowski. (via theburnthatkeepseverything)
(Source: theburnthatkeepseverything, via claireruns)
"… and we are in bed together
laughing
and we don’t care
about anything …"
(Source: biblioteca-de-imagens, via claireruns)
(Source: livefor-lana, via plaintively)
(Source: whoresare.us, via ghostfrownn)
