She is a square with some hardcore tendencies.

A WHOLE BUNCH OF REBLOGGING. THEN SOME ORIGINAL ME. IT IS A CLUSTERFUCK. ENJOY.

What a weary time those years were — to have the desire and the need to live but not the ability.

—Charles Bukowski, Ham on Rye (via larmoyante)

It always shocked me when I realized that I wasn’t the only person in the world who thought and felt such strange and awful things.

John Green (Looking for Alaska)

(Source: feellng, via chaarmer)

The city was always my garden, the people there like flowers, the traffic like a river, the lights of the buildings shining as if they were a hundred white tears.

—Alice Hoffman, Green Heart (via larmoyante)

Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.

— Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home (via larmoyante)