|�||Charles Bukowski, (via kushandwizdom)|
Sometimes you climb out of bed in the morning and you think, I’m not going to make it, but you laugh inside — remembering all the times you’ve felt that way.
It’s just that I don’t want to be somebody’s crush. If somebody likes me, I want them to like the real me, not what they think I am. And I don’t want them to carry it around inside. I want them to show me, so I can feel it too.
|�||Stephen Chbosky (via kushandwizdom)|
It’s fascinating, he said. You know all these words, and they’re all English, but when you string them together into sentences, they just don’t make any sense.
|�||Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels (via wordsnquotes)|
I want to do things so wild with you that I don’t know how to say them.