She sells hippie crap down by the sea shore.
(Source: poisonouschicken)
(Source: poisonouschicken)
Ma petite soeur Juliette, sur un empilement de matelas (qu’est-ce que c’est lourd d’ailleurs).
C’est confortable, mais plutôt instable.
GPOY (Blossom obvs.)
(Source: cityoftownsville)
“Love without intimacy, she knew, was an unsung tune. It was all in your head. You said, ‘Listen to this!’ but what you found yourself singing was a tangle, a nothing, a heap.”
–Lorrie Moore, Like Life
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(Source: samaralex)