"Never love anybody who treats you like you’re ordinary."
� Oscar Wilde (via saras-scrapbook)
(via bel-endroit)
oh, shitters
what am I going to wear today?
Getting ready for school would really be a lot easier if it were socially acceptable to just go nude
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I hit the intersections where your shoulders meet your neck, passing through the car wrecks of ex-boyfriends who parallel parked on the dead ends. and I just hope your skin lends me an extra mile so I can slow down, take a while to admire the landscape, drape my arm over your being there. this time when it comes to your skin, I’m a drunk driver trying to walk a straight line.
I’ve been pulled over so much that your simple touch is enough to make me assume the position - wishing I could stay there, where your hand searches my body for contraband that could land me in the jail of your ribcage. because road rage is a sickness and my medicine is your skin. I could spend the rest of my life circling the same block, wondering where does the world hide its private stock of people like you.
"� Pulse, Shane Koycza (via moldavia)
(via arosary)
"Yet how malleable our memories are, even if our brains are intact. Neuroscientists now suggest that while the core meaning of a longterm memory remains, the memory transforms each time we attempt to remember."
� Mira Bartok (The Memory Palace)
"You have killed my love. You used to stir my imagination. Now you don’t even stir my curiosity. You simply produce no effect. I loved you because you were marvellous, because you had genius and intellect, because you realised the dreams of great poets and gave shape and substance to the shadows of art. You have thrown it all away. You are shallow and stupid."
� Oscar Wilde (via vashti)
(Source: sockswithcreases, via vashti)
