“I am at the moment writing a lengthy indictment against our century. When my brain begins to reel from my literary labors, I make an occasional cheese dip.” ― John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces




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seo-wedgie:

When spring comes….

(ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧*:・゚✧ characters that are usually really smooth when it comes to flirting getting really flustered in front of someone they really like

(via timecompass)

baseball-boyfriends:

Friendship at its finest
Don’t fall in love with white haired anime boys.
—ancient anime fandom proverb (via chiascuros)

(via nemurouka)

I love you like I smoke my cigarettes.
and by that I mean I don’t smoke cigarettes,
But if I did I’d inhale them slow and
long like I know it’s gonna
Kill me one day.
If I did smoke
I would do so with a cup of coffee
and shaking hands
like I know better.
I would smoke quietly
and not with all the others
outside the bookstore
like I’ve got something to prove to the world.
I’d always have a light and I’d never need to ask to use someone else’s.
I’d try not to wake up with the taste in my mouth,
I’d try not to make it a bad habit,
even though I want something to snuggle under
My skin and whisper “you need me, you need me.”
I love you like the surgeon general warnings:
“May cause death” (I will love you like the plague)
“Smoking causes lung cancer” (I can’t breathe without your hands on me)
I love you the way a smoker’s cough loves a sleeve.
Smoker’s Cough | Caitlyn Siehl (via alonesomes)

(via weavile)

flyawayonfourls:

BUT WHAT IF MERMAIDS HOLD HANDS LIKE OTTERS WHEN THEY SLEEP SO THEY DON’T FLOAT AWAY FROM EACH OTHER?