Eating snowflakes with plastic forks
and a paper plate, of course
you think of everything
Joyce Manor // 9.13.14 // Heirloom Arts Theatre, Danbury CT
I crave touch, yet I flinch every time someone is close enough.
|—||I have become rather fearful I suppose. (via dollpoetry)|
We met at the wrong time. That’s what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe one day years from now, we’ll meet in a coffee shop in a far away city somewhere and we could give it another shot.
|—||Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind (via teenager90s)|
high school teacher: yeah i have a 4 year degree so you can call me Mr. Whatshisname and if you call me Frank that's disrespectful I'll give you detention for a week
college professor: hi i've got my Ph.D., i spent 10 years doing research, i have 7 patents and 26 published papers, and i was nationally recognized for my work. but you can call me Kim if you want.
ur not allowed to be busy youre my only friend
Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
|—||Sylvia Plath (via teenager90s)|
sleepy eyes and bony knees