"Ah yes, transcendental understanding of life, giggles, and chain smoking."
What are you supposed to do when no one wants to talk to you?
You’re all I ever wanted.” He muttered. “I wonder if you know how dangerous that is.
Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #34 (via lipstick-bullet)
i want someone who will sit on a rooftop with me at 3 am and shave their head while i shave my head and then hotglue the hair to the roof so the roof will have hair
watching the sun set in an outdoor bath could cure any sadness in the world