How to be alone:
Remember that at any given moment
There are a thousand things
You can love
David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility (via teenager90s)
Who has not asked himself at some time or other: am I a monster or is this what it means to be a person?
Clarice Lispector, A Hora Da Estrela (via 5000letters)
she sat in the water for like an hour, just staring at the water peacefully
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
The Winter of the Air (via sotypicalme)
Wow. Me. Right now. In my life.
I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, More Than Just A House (via fitzgeraldquotes)
The number of times I’ve stopped talking to a human mid-sentence because I got distracted by a dog is getting unreasonable.
Hi tumblr, it’s been ages. I’ve been off, adventuring and discovering the world and being content with life.
Cross your fingers for me that my cowboy wants to hang out when he gets home (he might be a little bit country, but a lot cute).