holy moments
On really romantic evenings of self, I go salsa dancing with my confusion.
Ask me anything... seriously. Do it.
May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012
Francesca Jane
May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012
"The best thing for being sad, is to learn something. That’s the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honour trampled in the sewers of baser minds. There is only one thing for it then, to learn. Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regretting. Learning is the only thing for you. Look what a lot of things there are to learn."
— T.H. Whit (via anochercushion)
(Source: iceshores, via anochercushion)
May 28, 2012
May 28, 2012
His palms are sweaty, knees weak
arms spaghetti
there’s vomit on spaghetti already
mom’s spaghetti
He’s nervous, but on the surface he looks calm spaghetti
to drop bombs
but he keeps on spaghetti
(via brucewavy)
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