Love is a haunting melody that I have never mastered, and I fear I never will.
― William S. Burroughs (via tierradentro)
I want to forget everything you told me. I want to wash away how uncertain you made me. How scared I was of losing you. How I lost you anyway. I don’t want to know how your hands feel or what makes you smile. I don’t want to see you in photos, familiar like a dream I had once or a book I never finished. I don’t want to speak about you in snippets or think about how I behaved. Or know that I still think about it. Or know that you’re not just a lamp or a blade of grass, indistinguishable from the rest.
― Gaby Dunn (via drapetomania)
You have witchcraft in your lips.
― William Shakespeare, Henry V (via girlchub)
I’ll never be busy enough to not miss you.
― m.k. (via praises)
Because no one ever does for long