Still... where the fuck is my ask button...?
J.D. Salinger, Seymour - An Introduction (via psych-facts)
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via larmoyante)
i almost got arrested when i was 7 because i was putting that fake snow stuff in plastic sandwich baggies and giving them to all my friends and more and more kids would come to me asking for snow and one of the kid’s parents found it and they thought it was cocaine so they called the police on us and they literally thought that a 7 year old girl had created an underground drug distributing system
You are so good. So good, you’re always feeling so much. And sometimes it feels like you’re gonna bust wide open from all the feeling, don’t it? People like you are the best in the world, but you sure do suffer for it.
Silas House, This is My Heart for You (via larmoyante)