Vacation vacation vacaaaation!
“Probably no stars will physically hit each other. There’s just so much space between the stars, but when Andromeda collides with us it’ll have a huge impact on the Milky Way. Some things will get thrown into the black hole in the middle, some stars will get ripped off and thrown away into space, so it’ll be dramatic. And the entire night sky will change.” - The Universe S1E9 Alien Galaxies
(Source: galactic-centre)
Love lasts about seven years. That’s how long it takes for the cells of the body to totally replace themselves.
Françoise Sagan (via dulcetdecember)
(Source: larmoyante)
Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.
S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now (via outcamethesun)
(Source: modernmethadone)
Beer me the Benadryl because I can’t sleep, but it’s the only thing left to do now. I’ve gotten so good at hiding things from myself that I forget how to feel anything except on Tuesdays, at noon, when they test the air raid sirens. All the things I forget to apply earthquake wax to shatter weekly. I have to remember to keep my shoes on so that I dont feel the mess while I clean it up.
I only watch the first two seasons of television shows because, after they finally get the girl, everything eventually goes to shit. But I watch the first two seasons of every show I can find just to watch them get the girl.
My mom told me that you sometimes have to tell your body to go to sleep, one part at a time, starting with your toes. So I close my eyes like I’m three, and I whisper sweet nothings up my legs.
Memories do not always soften with time; some grow edges like knives.
Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna (via badwulf)
(Source: slanting)
I’m tired and I’m cranky and and and and.
…and I shambled after as I’ve been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘Awww!’
Jack Kerouac. (via oscarprgirl)
