May 2013
53 posts
I like drinking coffee alone, and reading alone.
I like riding the bus alone, and walking home alone.
It gives me time to think, and set my mind free.
I like eating alone, and listening to music alone.
But when I see a mother with her child;
A girl with her lover;
Or a friend laughing with their best friend;
I realize that even though I like being alone
I don’t fancy being lonely.
Sex is not a goddamn performance. Sex should feel as natural as drinking water....
– (via sayandrew)
Back of the closet
It’s like trying on the same shirt
that never quite fits
I run out of clothes
and there you are.
You look great hung up,
same way as when I chose you
without a dressing rooms opinion.
Did I keep that receipt?
What matters is precisely this; the unspoken at the edge of the spoken.
– Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry dated 21 July 1912 (via zealotry)