at a supermarket
mom: ok you wait in line i forgot to get the milk
me: mom where are you please
me: mom please the line is moving fast
me: mom i cant breathe where are you it's almost my turn
words were never good enough I closed my eyes and spit my trust into a darkness dug so deep that you and I would never meet and now I’m shaking in my shoes and now I don’t know how to lose and now I’m getting to a point of never going back so leave me by the sun and sea a burning fire, a floating plea to tell us all to take a breath to tell us all we need much less and in the...
The thing that is most hardest to accept about the passage of time is that the...– John Irving, The Cider House Rules (via larmoyante)
tihmn: I walked under a fire escape splashed with gasoline. I walked past a sweatshop buried in a warehouse where dozens of women were sewing garments. I got a job as a waiter in a downtown restaurant. I walked past a sweatshop buried in a warehouse. My father lent me the car on Saturday… damn. the scheme in this is brilliant
"I like you."
"I thought you might."
But be careful; sand is already broken but glass breaks. The shoes are for...– Francesca Lia Block (The Rose and The Beast: Fairy Tales Retold)
f o r w a r d + k c a b
all this time I thought it was about being bigger than you, when all this time it was really about being bigger than myself
in the morning my hair sticks to your skin you wake up and wipe my eyes because I always wake up crying maybe from the light that crept in too soon or maybe because of bad dreams because some things don’t go away as quickly as I want them to and sometimes I’ll ask myself if it’s something else: is this love? and always, I think ‘no.’ love feels like a knife like...
You’ll need coffee shops and sunsets and road trips. Airplanes and passports and...– Jamie Tworkowski via sickur (via cigarettesandrippedtights)