Eyes. Those damn eyes fucked me forever.
|—||Charles Bukowski (via stuckupteen)|
i wanna go for walks in the middle of the night but i also dont want to die ya feel
just girly things
I act and react, and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year?..Two years ago?..What would she think of me now?
|—||Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via lexophil)|
I’d say I’ll drink to that, but honestly I’ll drink to just about anything.