un-libro-perdido:
“mingdliu:
““Why come waltzing in, giving me hope, having sex with me then leave again. If you’re going to leave, just leave. Don’t string me along with hope for a week after you were gone two months.” ”
damn
”
People are made up of libraries and museums and classrooms. They all have stories, they have art, and are filled with lessons. Each, as unique as the street they’re on or the way their buildings are, and how the books are stacked and coordinated, or how the art pieces are placed. Some shelves are dusty, while others have words scattered all over the chalkboard and empty seats. You must know that everyone is made up of so much, please don’t think anyone is merely an abandoned house for even that has its own story. - Ming D. Liu, May 22nd, 2016 (via mingdliu)
I am too full of life to be half loved. - Unknown (via words-of-emotion)
  • master-of-pocket-worlds:

    Me: *goes to bed super late and wakes up tired* Okay that’s fair

    Me: *goes to bed right on time and wakes up tired* Okay I call bullshit

  • xo-tillwe-overdoseee:

    I’m tired of financially struggling

  • woah-its-iris:

    If anyone wants to go on breakfast dates and lay around in bed after, hit me up.