Fate is like a strange, unpopular restaurant filled with odd little waiters who...– Lemony Snicket (via langleav)
creatureofthesun: Strangers - The Kinks
I feel all shadows of the universe multiplied deep inside my skin.– Virginia Woolf (via moonhymns)
Empty pockets never held anyone back. Only empty heads and empty hearts can do...– Norman Vincent Peale (via thingsandschemes)
can't I just bury myself in poems and songs and...
Dont answer that
I want to see you. Know your voice. Recognize you when you first come ‘round the corner. Sense your scent when I come into a room you’ve just left. Know the lift of your heel, the glide of your foot. Become familiar with the way you purse your lips then let them part, just the slightest bit, when I lean into your space and kiss you. I want to know the joy of how you whisper...