“Contemplation often makes life miserable. We should act more, think less, and stop watching ourselves live.” —Nicolas de Chamfort
so driving back from the city yesterday, i get a random text from what appears to be a middle school boy that texted the wrong number.
so does this make me a fucked up individual or
Nope, this makes you pure gold.
“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.” —Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald (via somepalechick)