being individuals together is so intimate. let’s read different books but curled up next to each other, let’s visit a coffee shop so you can study & i can write, let’s just be near each other

me rollerblading into my therapist’s office this week with sunglasses and a piña colada: maurice, you’re not gonna fucking believe this,

Normalize saying “I don’t know enough to have an opinion.”

a book fell on my head yesterday

i guess i only have my shelf to blame

my biggest dream is to calm down

women just get it. and men don’t. won’t elaborate

when friedrich nietzsche said “i am leaving for the mountains as soon as i can. this year i wish to speak to nobody”

— W.B. Yeats, from The Collected Poems; “Sailing to Byzantium,”  (via loveage-moondream)

Ocean Vuong, On Earth we’re briefly gorgeous

this november we are healing from things we don’t talk about

this november I am talking about things that have hurt me so that I can heal

You gotta understand that some people never really grow. They never learn their lesson. They never recognise their mistakes, they never acknowledge their faults, they never admit they were in the wrong. You will never receive an apology from them, and you will never see their behaviour change.

Someone i can raise a dog with, have morning sex, travel and go to festivals.

took it personally because I never would’ve done it to you

The type of conversations where they have to end only because of sleep

My hopeless romantic says yes but my independent woman says no

Tätowierte Menschen sind nackt interessanter.

ravioli ravioli give me emotional stabilitioli

My priorities this year:

That’s it bitch, just me.

come lay down next to me and i’ll tell you about all the dogs i saw today