I’ve been so busy worrying about uni/getting lost in nottingham/random other stuff that I forgot to get excited about Hit the Deck.

I am finally seeing Brand New, hoooooly shit.

And I get to see The Front Bottoms, Gnarwolves, Nai Harvest and Seahaven again.

It’s gonna be good.

Having sex in the morning, your love was foreign to me.
It made me think maybe human is not such a bad thing to be.
But I just laid there in protest, entirely fucked.
It’s such a stubborn reminder one perfect night’s not enough. 

(via lonelier-than-god)

There are no Jack Kerouacs or Holden Caulfields for girls. Literary girls don’t take road-trips to find themselves; they take trips to find men.

"Great" books, as defined by the Western canon, didn’t contain female protagonists I could admire. In fact, they barely contained female protagonists at all.


I’m not the same guy you kissed. I’m a miserable shit, and you know it…

Gnarwolves - Tongue Surfer

(via dontdestroyyrself)

Please fall asleep so I can take pictures of you and hang them in my room 
so when I wake up feel like yeah everything’s alright 
You are still here, you are still happy, you are still smiling and laughing 
you are still the only thing and everything I need in my life 

(via dontdestroyyrself)

Sat next to the saddest graffiti ever.

You were clenching your fists. You were biting your upper lip.
I watched a thousand tiny goosebumps gain territory of your skin.
And for whatever this is worth, I was happy, I was sure
of everything.

(via catyandtheradi-yo)


we have the same favorite band?? maybe you want to come with me to their concert. i heard they’re having one tomorrow. at a wedding. our wedding

(via chamberlainwaits)


all around me are familiar faces

worn out places

worn out faces

(via aldawoodindahood)


But when I say let’s keep in touch,
I really mean I wish that you’d grow up.

(via c0nd0lences)