i lied here's the real about mei'll get a knack for this
     i'm in love with like three or four girls at a time but naturally i'm going to loathe them all, big heart small container equals i'm not going to like you, for long or i'm going to like you very little chance is.

you could become one of those girls


I'M ACTUALLY OVER HERE AT STRYVERS, THIS IS JUST A PLACING SLOT FOR ALL PRETTY THINGS

toujoursdramatique:

“Now, I demand a love that is stupid and beautiful, like a pilot turning off her engines mid-flight to listen for rain on wings.”

— Paige Lewis, from “Pavlov was the Son of a Priest” published in Ploughshares (via lifeinpoetry)