The rain is hammering. The air is warm. The book I am reading is brilliant.
Saturday nights. It doesn’t get much better.
“ijolpiop0rtft” said the cat as she walked across my keyboard.
If I knew words enough, I could write the longest love letter in the world and never get tired.
—F. Scott Fitzgerald
(Source: atomiclanterns)
Sleep now under my skin, make sure you try to conjure the wind and ease my mind.
(Source: illbehappywhenimdead)
Arctic Monkeys, “Suck it and See”
(Source: pukeball, via loveyourchaos)
Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.
—J. D. Salinger
Australia Day; you were cruel.
