Who are these people always anonymously asking strangers for advice on tumblr? No one ever asks me for advice. You guys, I am very wise.
people don't write love letters anymore.
“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.” — Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald
I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling...– Jack Kerouac
I’ve found almost everything ever written about love to be true. Shakespeare...– The Holiday I relate to this movie far more than I’d care to admit.
advice for the forgotten
theamericanlowlife: I stay away from the people in the club poppin’ bottles, wearing designer clothes and mimicking rappers. I prefer to run with the savages. The ones with a flask in their pocket, books in their backpacks, clothes from the thrifts store and life to their eyes. You can just see it’s a life lived differently. When you disregard everything you have been trained to think...
the world is ours, my dear... →
theamericanlowlife: We’re gonna live in airport my dear. Never stay in one city for too long, as we sail among the clouds. The flame in our hearts burns, as long as the sky is ours and the road never ends. Room service for years my dear. We only cook when we want. The local cuisine is ours to enjoy. Wine’s from all…
‘“Fat” is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants...– Jk. Rowling
Sense and sensibility. →
thefuckwouldisaywhatfor: So when I was fourteen I dated this older woman, yeah? She was sixteen. With a car. I know, right? It was awesome. So anyway, a lot of my core personality came from this relationship, as I was essentially putty, shaped and molded by her rough edges and Bauhaus cassettes. I learned most of…
Cherish your solitude. Take trains by yourself to places you have never been....– Eve Ensler
Keepers of private notebooks are a different breed altogether, lonely and...– Joan Didion
cosmo sex tip #666
rappinpicard: when he’s least expecting it, carve a pentagram in his chest and begin summoning satan