June 2012
nichole l.: Beginners by Slow Club →
nicholelevada:
And in a moment it all came to this The time it took for your muscles to grow and grip Of all the things I’ve heard Why’d it have to be these words? And in a second I’ll be gone and you won’t have to think I got enough to keep me going, keep me from the brink As your bones grew Why did you…
No need to hurry. No need to sparkle. No need to be anybody but oneself.
– Virginia Woolf (via villa-rosie)
If a man once loved you,
he’s turned you into a moth.
That’s how he’ll...
– “Angels and Moths,” Olena Kalytiak Davis (via clavicola)
Every drunken bathroom conversation I've ever had
whatshouldbetchescallme:
and then she would smile, to show me how, and it was the saddest smile I ever...
– Charles Bukowski (via adriananorris)