a thing of beauty

my ramblings, my inspirations, my loves, & pretty things

All you need is a twenty in your pocket and a bus ticket. All you need is someone on the other end of the map, thinking about the supple curves of your body, to guide you to a home that stretches out for miles and miles on end.

—“Here’s What Our Parents Never Taught Us,” Shinji Moon  (via lesbian-a-la-mode)

(Source: justleaveitalonealready, via feelyourwhisper)

You swallowed everything, like distance.
Like the sea, like time.

A Song of Despair, Pablo Neruda (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

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