calumashtons:

me: *gets jealous*
me: chill

Why does my happiness depend on your attention?
MB 4:24 a.m (via fvckupss)

heatoise:

*sees a dog*

me: holy shit

I think about you. But I don’t say it anymore.
Marguerite Duras, from Hiroshima, Mon Amour (via obl-vion)

hyperlink37:

talents include looking 12 and saying thank you to the bus driver