I read like a wolf eats. I read myself to sleep every night.– Gary Paulsen (via larmoyante)
amyy-bee asked: you have such a beautiful tumblr my love. miss you xxx
Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia.– E.L. Doctorow (via larmoyante)
I still love you because you are worth loving, not because I can’t “get over” what we had. I’m happy on my own, and content to wait until I find something better. I’m in no hurry. The loves worth having aren’t easily replaced, nor forgotten. I’m happy for you; I hope all your plans work out. I’m thankful, not bitter, about the time we spent together...
tell me something about yourself
anything, anything at all