February 2012
We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think...
– John Green (Looking for Alaska)
Sometimes I get a little sad, and I feel like being alone. Then I talk to my cat...
– James Franco (via deerdoedeer)
I’m going to go to Titanic 3D and bring little spray bottles of water and spray people during the sinking of the ship to help with the 3D experience
Bon Iver: And I told you to be patient, and I told you to be fine. I told you to be balanced, and I told you to be kind, but now all your love is wasted. And then who the hell was I?
Death Cab: So one last touch and then you'll go and we'll pretend that it meant something so much more. But it was vile, and it was cheap and you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me. Yeah, you are beautiful but you don't mean a thing to me
Radiohead: But I can't help the feeling I could blow through the ceiling if I just turn and run. And it wears me out... It wears me out. If I could be who you wanted, if I could be who you wanted all the time... all the time.
Brand New: You are calm and reposed, let your beauty unfold. Pale white like the skin stretched over your bones, spring keeps you ever close. You are secondhand smoke, you are so fragile and thin standing trial for your sins. Holding onto yourself the best you can. You are the smell before rain, you are the blood in my veins.
Nicki Minaj: You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, you a you a stupid hoe. You a stupid hoe, yeah you a you a stupid hoe.You a stupid hoe you a you a stupid hoe. You stupid stupid, you a stupid hoe
You’re such a perfect little arrangement of atoms.
– (via anbeathagleoite)
3 tags
Husband: 25 years? Wow, that has gone fast.
You: Yeah I know
Husband: Seems like it was yesterday when at my concert I heard thousands of fans telling me how much they loved me and I heard you scream "GET IN ME YOU FINE PIECE OF ASS! HAVE MY BABIES!" I knew from that moment on that you were the one.
4 tags
I am afraid of getting older … I am afraid of getting married. Spare me from...
– Sylvia Plath, written in 1949 at age 17 (via lunaam)
floralropes:
goddamn airport
sharpedlamb:
Shout out to all the November babys that will be made today.
voldy92:
please sing the rest of the album