"My first love
was some insignificant boy
when it should have been
"I just hope that one day—preferably when we’re both blind drunk—we can talk about it."
J.D. Salinger (via insanity-and-vanity)
"Lust is Saturday night; love is Sunday morning."
Kid in my lit class
Simple yet very true.
"I think she was afraid to love sometimes. I think it scared her. She was the type to like things that are concrete, like the ocean. Something you could point to and know what it was… And I think that’s why she struggled with love. She couldn’t touch it. She couldn’t hold on to it and make sure it never changed."
Carrie Ryan, The Dead-Tossed Waves (via durianquotes)