Craving a road trip featuring rain, good music and small town diner stops.
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“I guess I’m trying to say, grab anything that goes by. It may not come around again.”
— John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent (via books-n-quotes)
“I love winter,” he remarked one day. Why? she asked. “It gives me an excuse to be cold and distant, without anyone caring,” he replied.
Fragment 21 (via labyrinthofpoetry)
Long after you’ve forgotten someone’s voice, you can still remember the sound of their happiness or their sadness. You can feel it in your body.
All I want for Christmas is too be financially stable and have a bunch of sex
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