The most alive we’d ever felt.
in the infinite depths of space we found another but we belong to different worlds, and sometimes you have to go home.
now.

no one is fated to love anyone
the accidents happen, we’re not heroines
they happen in our lives like car accidents
books that change us, neighbourhoods
we move into & come to love.
- adrienne rich

You’re not really an adult at all. You’re just a tall child holding a beer, having a conversation you don’t understand.
— Dylan Moran (via holymum)

(Source: kokodokoko, via ionlyeatblackjellybeans)


in me.
nevver:
Everything good dies here. Even the stars.
for me.
You’ll get lost here and I’ll never find you again.