September 2010
59 posts
Midnight
deuscain:
I’m struggling ‘gainst the call of my soft and comfy bed. I’m giving it my all to stay up late instead.
For it’s only at these times that I really hit my stride and mark all the extra chimes with a slight swelling of pride.
But time’s heavy, leaden hand keeps knocking me to the floor and though I try to stand I just can’t take it anymore.
So I accept my defeat as I crawl between the...
If you go home with somebody, and they don’t have books, don’t fuck ‘em!
– John Waters (via bohemea)
Let’s make a new heart
glued together from pieces
of our broken hearts.
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)