給我一個理由忘記.
herzpenis:

riskue:

there are not two kinds of people. there are many.

this reminds me of Holden Caulfield
me
autosafari:

The exposed neck: from the accessory nerve (emerging) to the vocal fold.© Mosby/McMinn

"I have followed you
for years but now my legs
are starting to take matters
into their own strength
by leading my body
in the direction
of a new path.
My anatomy is tired
of my heart always calling
the shots and is no longer
allowing the emotions
of my mind to take
the route that has been
destined for someone else."

- "Individual fate," - Colleen Brown (via mediocremediocrity)

(via buttuan)

"Don’t tell them too much about your soul.
They’re waiting for just that."

- Jack Kerouac, Windblown World: The Journals of Jack Kerouac 1947-1954 (via mcqueencat)

(via thyroids)

"and I’m over it,
I’m over it,
I promise I’m over it.
But it still hurts sometimes."

- laura elizabeth ross  (via perfect)

(via featherumbrellas)


Willliam-Adolphe Bouguereau, L’Aurore
1881