Hidden Places

We’re so young. We’re so young. We’re twenty-two years old. We have so much time. There’s this sentiment I sometimes sense, creeping in our collective conscious as we lay alone after a party, or pack up our books when we give in and go out – that it is somehow too late. That others are somehow ahead. More accomplished, more specialized. More on the path to somehow saving the world, somehow creating or inventing or improving. That it’s too late now to BEGIN a beginning and we must settle for continuance, for commencement.

Marina Keegan, Yale Daily News  (via okbesko)

Just finished “The Fault In Our Stars” by John Green.

Most heartbreakingly beautiful book I have ever read.  I want to read it again, like, tomorrow.

Don’t let people be vultures of your heart.

Don’t let them pick and choose which pieces of you they want and when. Love is a take me or leave me kind of thing.

I won’t kiss you. It might get to be a habit and I can’t get rid of habits.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, Flappers and Philosophers  (via ihatenipples)

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Best part of The Hunger Games

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I really want to see you but

I know I’m going to have to choke out these words that I can barely get the courage up to say to you. But I have to be fair to myself because you won’t be.

I’m trying so damn hard.

when i score the front seat on top of a double decker bus

thattimeistudiedinlondon:

@everylittlelove we loved this!!!

when my parents tell me to quit complaining about how much I miss europe

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