I like to sit alone and not talk about how I’m sitting alone. I like to drink to get drunk then go to sleep in my own bed. I don’t mind not having anything to say.
by from ‘Dining Alone at Plaza Azteca’ by Gabby Gabby (via clevermeat)

I wish I had a someone who would oberserve me silently, who would capture all my habits and quirks, and still love me. Someone that would get lost in how my fine features define my face, while smiling or crying, and still love me.
by Elay Neal Moses  (via teddybearinsoul)

teddybearinsoul:

You bring goosebumps
To my sun kissed skin
You make me want to close my eyes
And jump right in

I write differently from what I speak, I speak differently from what I think, I think differently from the way I ought to think, and so it all proceeds into deepest darkness.
by Franz Kafka (via ponceau)