writer of poetry when convenient.
“I think of you so often you have no idea.”
James Joyce, Ulysses (via observando)
i’ve been horribly fragile all day.
like i don’t necessarily have any specific reason
but i’m pretty sure i could cry right now.
i am three years behind in my math homework
“You’ll get to an age where all you can think about is having your shaking body clasped beneath someone else’s and however many years of longing will leak out of your hands until you’re trying to hold yourself together with the hope that maybe someday you’re going to be wanted with a fire that burns out entire forests. All I can tell you is that you should hold out for that hope, one day you’re going to be touched with so much intention you’ll forget any other time someone held your hand.”
Azra T ‘teenage blues’ (via spikesandstars)