A Collection of Disjointed Thoughts

Speak gently to me, my mind is tired.

[wnq-writers]

I always said we were dancers spinning circles around each other, getting closer and closer but never quite touching. Now I’m not even sure we’re dancing the same dance anymore.

we-would-both-be-free (via wnq-writers)

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

[anamorphosis-and-isolate]

― Wish I Was Here (2014) Aidan: You know, sometimes in life you can get kinda stuck and you feel like you should have changed chapters by now, but you can’t.

[trashyhemmingway]

Do you not do the horoscopes anymore?

Horoscopes will resume in April. This semester has been a gong show so I haven’t had time unfortunately! 

[trashyhemmingway]

Hey I just thought I'd say that I love your writing, and often when I come read it, it inspires me to write as well! So thanks for that :)

This is so kind, thank you <3 

[wordsnquotes]

Lonely people tend, rather, to be lonely because they decline to bear the psychic costs of being around other humans. They are allergic to people. People affect them too strongly.

David Foster Wallace, A Supposedly Fun Thing I’ll Never Do Again: Essays and Arguments (via wordsnquotes)

[yungist-blog]

[refiningfire]

[thedelightedpeople-deactivated2]

Chiang Mai, Thailand | February 2016

[larmoyante]

It hurts to leave a light on for nobody.

Graham Foust, Slow Survivor (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

[love-personal]

[wnq-writers]

Swelling with emotion, like a constant state of bruising, she said 'I’m good.‘

B. E. Barnes   (via wnq-writers)

[liebes-killer-deactivated201808]

[tamper]

[trashyhemmingway]

Only save room in your life for the people who make your heart feel full and your smile come easy.

Thoughts in the Dark #20

(In Good Company)

[wnq-writers]

We all see the same things, the stars, the moon, the grass, the sand, the mountains, the clouds, the sky, the dirt, the rain, the water, the river, the ocean, the world, but I see you differently.

picoquesoguac (via wnq-writers)

[slanting-deactivated20161226]

Banners by Jordi Ferreiro

[larmoyante]

It’s like coming home after a long trip. That’s what love is like. It’s like coming home.

Piper Chapman - What is love? (via heldenkotze)