I miss my quiet life
I miss my quiet life
(Source: fred-wilson, via nevver)
sorry I’ll be so glad when you’re away from those people with lives resigned towards degeneracy
you’re not excited to talk to me anymore
I existed infinitely before you tried to do it with me
I would make it this time of day all of the time. All of the time, it would be evening warm. Clouds would diffuse the setting sun and make the light hum. The air would be thick with this bird song. It would always be almost may. There would always be this after-dinner insulin hush. The window would always be partially open to all of this. It would always be this lay-down heavy.The light-fall would always make my skin dim and gray-gilded. Night would never fall. not until you laid down next to me.
what the fuck is wrong with everybody