"After all this time?"
"Always."

ammit420:

whenever i buy new clothes i take them home and im just like yo what the fuck did i wear before i had this

Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.

Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot (via larmoyante) —

nevver:

The Schematic of Structures (larger)

…you were free of everything except what was unquestionably locked within yourself.

Franz Kafka, from Letters To Milena (via violentwavesofemotion) —

Go all the way with it. Do not back off. For once, go all the goddamn way with what matters.

Ernest Hemingway, from The Complete Short Stories  (via dieworten)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

… and we are in bed together
laughing
and we don’t care
about anything …

Charles Bukowski  (via contramonte)

(Source: wordsthat-speak)

There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you.

Beau Taplin (via petrichour)

(Source: afadthatlastsforever)

ifpaintingscouldtext:

Arturo Ricci | Afternoon Tea | c.1900

Then open yourself. Let the human person come forth. Breathe in the air and the silence.

Franz Kafka, Diaries (via whyallcaps) —

If you blur your eyes, the streetlights become hundreds of ghosts going home.

Iain Thomas, from I Wrote This For You (Central Avenue Publishing, 2011) —

northskyphotography:

Clear Sky by North Sky Photography