seemsforever asked: don't add too much spice to your prumpkin soup. it ruins it. too strong. too hot. my mouth is burning. it's ruined. so sad.
Lonely on a Saturday night. Tell me nice things? →
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We were quiet on the car ride home. I turned on the radio and found a station...– Jonathan Safran Foer - Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close (via comeanddance) (via butitlookslikefun)
Marina and the Diamonds - The Outsider. Just...
Let us toast to animal pleasures, to escapism, to rain on the roof and instant...– Hunter S. Thompson (via vonnegutandcathair) (via someonesmissing) (via butitlookslikefun) (via ittasteslikedeath)
We all three of us — me, Rupert and Emma — we just wept. And I’ve never seen...– Daniel Radcliffe on the last day of filming Harry Potter (via accioronaldweasley) (via homemadedarkmark) (via everythingharrypotter)
Nobody realizes that some people expend tremendous energy merely to be normal– Albert Camus (via thechocolatebrigade)
Love don't live here anymore.
I have such a knack for fucking up friendships. I’m sorry I’m not who you thought I was, but you really have no idea.
From here on out, I am only interested in what’s real. Real people, real...– Almost Famous.