May 2011
273 posts
I may still not know what I want to be when I grow up, but I do know that...
– Amber Morely (via wordsandlyrics)
Thus they went on living in a reality that was slipping away, momentarily...
– Gabriel García Márquez (One Hundred Years of Solitude)
Reblog if you have a friendship of more than 5...
amira123:
The nice and subtle happiness of reading, this joy not chilled by age, this...
– Logan Pearsall Smith (via absynthe-words)