(Source: messyfaggot)
Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame.
(Source: lernam)
“music is my life” says the white girl
suddenly her itunes freezes and the music stops
she can’t breathe
feeling herself slipping away, she stumbles into the kitchen and manages to turn on the radio
phew
she is safe for another day
(Source: deep-submerge)
(Source: lanasex)