The Loneliness Is Suffocating. At All Hours, A Ringing In My Ears - That Undertone. In The Store, In

JUDE LAW The Holiday (2006)

“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.”

— Virginia Woolf, The Waves 

The summer sun was not meant for boys like me. Boys like me belonged to the rain.

Jack Gilbert

Edmonton 7/21/15 + 

anything bad: happens 

me: 

i ONLY know how to express love in either dramatic, multi-page, 19th-century-style love letters OR single memes presented without commentary so jot that down

and may gods love be with you 😢