Somehow our devils are never quite what we expect when we meet them face to face.
—Nelson DeMille (via vashti)
(via luxurists)
You are my sweetest downfall, I loved you first, I loved you first.
—Regina Spektor (via thesinnerandthesin)
(Source: warningdontreadthis, via thesinnerandthesin)
Darling, you asked me to write you a letter, so I am writing you a letter. I do not know why I am writing you this letter, or what this letter is supposed to be about, but I am writing it nonetheless, because I love you very much and trust that you have some good purpose for having me write this letter. I hope that one day you will have the experience of doing something you do not understand for someone you love.
—Jonathan Safran Foer (via troubled)
The only reason “coming out” is still even a thing is because it’s presumed that people are straight until they tell us otherwise. “The Other must identify itself, or else it is decieving us” is a fucked up, dangerous idea.
—Anon (via victor-the-richter)
(via terkthelastllamabender)
