December 2011
“Happy. Just in my swim shorts, barefooted, wild-haired, in the red fire dark,...”
– Jack Kerouac (via felicityoftheseas)
the cupids name was Beau
“only thing better than a first kiss is an almost first kiss”
a little silly a little slutty
wineandjudgment:
I found her sadness electrically attractive. I tend to equate sadness with intelligence. I met Diane when I was deeply, deeply obsessed with being in New York, and she seemed to embody New York with the very fabric of her existence. We talked and talked and emailed and emailed and drank and drank and drank, and she told me not to fall in love with her, and I fell in love with...
“I’ll be a star cloud because that’s what your presence reduces me to. A mass of...”
– Stephanie Georgopulos (via constrictions)