Tuesday, September 16, 2014
It’s funny how one summer can change everything. It must be something about the heat and the smell of chlorine, fresh-cut grass and honeysuckle, asphalt sizzling after late-day thunderstorms, the steam rising while everything drips around it. Something about long, lazy days and whirring air conditioners and bright plastic flip-flops from the drugstore thwacking down the street. Something about fall being so close, another year, another Christmas, another beginning. So much in one summer, stirring up like the storms that crest at the end of each day, blowing out all the heat and dirt to leave everything gasping and cool. Everyone can reach back to one summer and lay a finger to it, finding the exact point when everything changed. That summer was mine. That Summer (Sarah Dessen)
Either write something worth reading or do something worth writing. Benjamin Franklin (via kushandwizdom)

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eurodose:

if you don’t grab her ass while you make out with her you are doing it wrong 

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so-personal:

everything personal

so-personal:

everything personal

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Hayao Miyazaki on life

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I don’t know the question, but sex is definitely the answer. Woody Allen (via feellng)
there are worse things
than being alone
but it often takes
decades to realize this
and most often when you do
it’s too late
and there’s nothing worse
than too late
Charles Bukowski (via kushandwizdom)

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hisandherquotes:

everything you love is here

hisandherquotes:

everything you love is here

hisandherquotes:

everything you love is here

hisandherquotes:

everything you love is here