"You say that you love rain, but you open your umbrella when it rains. You say that you love the sun, but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines. You say that you love the wind, but you close your windows when wind blows. This is why I am afraid, you say that you love me too."
William Shakespeare (via glimp-ses)

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— 20 hours ago with 211 notes
a skeleton running from the closet.: Buy the ticket, ride the 5. →

nomoreundead:

At the bus stop, the girl beside me ashes on one of the seats. I’ll be sick if I inhale, but I’m all out of breath. I open my mouth and let her stale ash in. I let the dryness out. I sit the half-eaten burrito in a plastic bag on my lap. We’re both wearing white tank tops and black bras, only mine…

— 1 day ago with 7 notes