March 2012
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Je fume autant qu’avant. J’aime ça, fumer. Fumer une cigarette c’est comme…c’est...
– Marie - Les Amours Imaginaires (via ruperthamish)
February 2012
things i never have in any of my relationships: reliability, consistency, affirmation that someone actually gives a damn, etc etc etc.
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2/28/12
the boy i shared a bed with last night has copper eyes and auburn-tinted hair, and hands that are both sturdy and worn. he likes it when i kiss them. he says he’s from a place out west. colorado, montana, wyoming. he says it’s a place that is far too quiet and far too cold, but everything is green there. everything is green or blue or violet, and i can feel the tears forming in my...
so i recently found out that a research paper i wrote for a linguistics seminar last semester has been accepted to be presented at an actual linguistics conference in april! this is super nerdy and people who aren’t into stuff like this probably won’t care haha but i’m actually really excited about this! conference presentations are important, especially if i apply to graduate...
this is my heart, bleeding before you, this is me down on my knees.
clotpoleofcamelot asked: CAN WE PLEASE PLAY WHEN IM HOME NEXT WEEKEND? :)
asoftersoliloquy asked: WHAT :( how did i not know this. i haven't seen it since the hamptons :(
asoftersoliloquy asked: wait i have a real question what movie is that quote "i don't want to waste my life loving you badly" from?
asoftersoliloquy asked: will you tickle my pickle ?
i should be sleeping because i have to be up earlyish tomorrow to go back into the city but ask me things anyway!
http://guiltybones.tumblr.com/ask
luv u~
good-ideas-club:
i love when i’m with my boyfriend and some interaction between us makes me feel like a pathetic desperate (person/fool/etc), and he gets upset with me, and so I cry, and then he leaves.
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let’s talk about our feelingz over whiskey one of these days.
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whenever i’m sad about things it’s important that i remind myself of all the truly incredible and wonderful people in my life and how lucky i am to have them here with me.
i like my boys insaaaaaaane
it’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you.
My body is a dead language and you pronounce each word perfectly.
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem (via moldavia)
I prefer by far the warmth and softness to mere brilliancy and coldness. Some...
– Anaïs Nin (via misswallflower)
my nostalgia grows stronger and becomes more vivid everyday. this burden is too heavy for me.