...the little book of secrets...




dreamawaymydear:

North and South

yoursummerheart:

monkeyknifefight:

“I wish I could tell you how lonely I am. How cold and harsh it is here. Everywhere there is conflict and unkindness. I think God has forsaken this place. I believe I have seen hell and it’s white, it’s snow-white.”

<3 


mustanggina:

grace-notes:

Aerosmith | Dream On

 autoreblog

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centaine:

fuckyeahmaratsafin:

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YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS


I love to write and I assure you I write regularly, but I write for myself, for my own pleasure. And I want to be left alone to do it.

– JD Salinger (in the Baton Rouge (La.) Advocate in 1980) (via ladylanguage) (via dreamawaymydear)


London

London


The future vista of her life seemed an unending succession of scenes like this: under moonlight and pale starlight and in the backs of warm limousines and in low cozy roadsters stopped under sheltering trees, only the boy might change and this one was so nice.

from This Side of Paradise by F. Scott Fitzgerald

(If you can’t tell, I’m reading and enjoying a whole lot of F. Scott Fitzgerald lately. He is endlessly quotable, among many other wonderful attributes.)

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lottiebites:

elreem:

Don’t ever tell anybody anything. If you do, you start missing everybody.

Holden Caulfield - Catcher in the Rye

RIP J.D Salinger,

Now we’ll never know what happened to Holden,

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izmonsters:

That pose… <333


REBLOG IF you get paranoid because the spider you saw five seconds ago isn’t there anymore.

centaine:

babyara:

lucygu:

pudgymidway:

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I panic, breathless but able to scream very loud :| 

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