I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.

Jack KerouacThe Dharma Bums (via dayzea)
jayjsupremacy:

themulattokat:

drinkingtheflood:

All my checks will…
bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce, bounce.

CRYING

Seagrams poppin’ in our refrigerator, $5 for 4 bottles and I save ‘em for later. I got: ramen on the left [left], pizza on the right [right], and a free month on netflix so we stay turnt up all night. 

Human beings
are made of water–-

we were not designed
to hold ourselves together

rather run freely
like oceans
like rivers.

Beau Taplin,water born” (via aesthesos)
hostilelevity:

science teacher introduces student to the harshness of real life

Unquestionably, my soul was as obscene as an open fly.

— Celine, Journey to the End of the Night  (via lovely—delight)
aintnowiifey:

me

If you live off a man’s compliments, you’ll die from his criticism.

— (via rihenna)

adorability:

I love when you become so close with someone that you can see parts of each other in one another and you begin to say the same things and steal lines from one another and have a similar sense of humor and can exchange an inside joke with just a glance you don’t even have to talk because you have such a strong connection with them and you can sit in comfortable silence but also talk for hours it’s really hard to find that kind of compatibility