“I watched a girl in a sundress kiss another girl on a park bench, and just as the sunlight spilled perfectly onto both of their hair, I thought to myself: ‘How bravely beautiful it is, that sometimes, the sea wants the city, even when it has been told its entire life it was meant for the shore.’”—
up until the age of three my mum took me to countless doctors and got me checked out a billion times because she thought i was deaf and i wasnt speaking but it turned out that i was just ignoring everyone unless food/toys/things i want were involved. nothing has changed tbh
what I learnt last night: if you’re imagining a creepy thing in your room or outside and it’s coming to get you, just imagine that it met another creepy thing and they started making out, forgetting you entirely.
“I’m not going to be the girl you marry, but I’ll be the girl you’ll be thinking of 20 years from now while you engage in polite sex with your boring wife who fakes her orgasm to make you feel better about your receding hairline.”—(via scxndal)