Friday, May 25, 2012
When we hold each other, in the darkness, it doesn’t make the darkness go away. The bad things are still out there. The nightmares still walking. When we hold each other we feel not safe, but better. “It’s all right” we whisper, “I’m here, I love you.” and we lie: “I’ll never leave you.” For just a moment or two the darkness doesn’t seem so bad. Neil Gaiman, Neil Gaiman’s Midnight Days (via sickofy0u)

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Thursday, May 24, 2012
wechasethesun:

I’m gonna cry

wechasethesun:

I’m gonna cry

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I’m sick of frogs

I’m sick of frogs

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Need that in my life

Need that in my life

Sometimes, you read a book and it fills you with this weird evangelical zeal, and you become convinced that the shattered world will never be put back together unless and until all living humans read the book. And then there are book which you can’t tell people about, books so special and rare and yours that advertising your affection feels like a betrayal. John Green (via virginwonderland)

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Wednesday, May 23, 2012
I wish it was

I wish it was

Tuesday, May 22, 2012
I’d run away with you

I’d run away with you