I believe that once you start loving someone, you never truly stop.
You might not say it anymore. You might not even be with that person. You may think you are over them and that you are happy without them. And you might be right. But deep down somewhere in your soul you’ve never stopped feeling it.
I wonder how it would be if I met someone exactly like me of the opposite sex.
FUCKING AMAZING!!!
(Source: semperfortis1014)
Sex is such a confusing thing in my life.
Amen.
(Source: fiend-for-nicotine)
And then there was the one who said, in her cellphone’s voicemail message, sounding amused as she said it, that she was afraid she had been murdered, but to leave a message and she would get back to us.
It wasn’t until we read the news, several days later, that we learned that she had indeed been murdered, apparently randomly and quite horribly.
But then she did get back to each of the people who had left her a message. By phone, at first, leaving cellphone messages that sounded like someone whispering in a gale, muffled wet sounds that never quite resolved into words.
Eventually, of course, she will return our calls in person.
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(via neil-gaiman)
GODDAMMIT, NEIL.
I feel like I need a “BARROWMANNN!” gif, only with “GAIMANNNN!” on it.
(via mimisaurus)
HOLY CRAP, YOU ARE MY NEW TUMBLR BEST FRIEND, I LOVE YOU SO MUCH
(via mimisaurus) Via Tales from a Part-Time Basement Dweller
