i just ate cake.
9 Feb 10
contemplate. (via polkadotandplaid)
MOUSTACHE BANDAIDS. so much want.
today, i feel weird
like, the feeling you have after partying the night before.
and it’s not exactly a hangover.
but something to that effect.
exchangingbodyheat(via where-the-heart-is)
the problem is, everyone wants to tell their story. who will listen then?
"who knows if the moon’s
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky—filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we’d go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited,where
always
it’s
Spring)and everyone’s
in love and flowers pick themselves"
a balloon,coming out of a keen city
in the sky—filled with pretty people?
(and if you and i should
get into it,if they
should take me and take you into their balloon,
why then
we’d go up higher with all the pretty people
than houses and steeples and clouds:
go sailing
away and away sailing into a keen
city which nobody’s ever visited,where
always
it’s
Spring)and everyone’s
in love and flowers pick themselves"
(via eecummings)
(via onehundreddollars)
