“Chaos isn’t a pit. Chaos is a ladder. Only the ladder is real. The climb is all there is.”

Roommate putting her laundry away with the fluorescents on at 2am - can I get a fuck you?

“Paul stared at her blankly, with some nervousness. Sometimes during an argument he would suddenly grin fully—feeling like he had previously been acting in a movie, for money, and the scene was now over—causing Michelle to grin, implying between them an agreement that life is fleeting and one can “simply” choose how to feel, within which they would be able to resume doing things together, but that didn’t happen now.”

Life is a joke. So why aren’t you laughing?

fig mustard puree…that’s all I can say

but seriously though someone please be my secret fairy godmother and send me kate spade presents and 200 euro bills

haven’t been sleeping til 5am lately, I guess it’s the jetlag still because I haven’t really caught up to this timezone. anyway, I’ve been thinking too much these past few days but it’s okay I just have to remember that

I like the cold here, and pretending this is real life, going to the billa and eating finger sandwiches and smoking spliffs, too bad I can’t be a bum forever

I honestly just want to take a vacation alone. Other people suck.

I just want to sleep and dream in a field full of lupines where it’s always cool but I can always feel the soft lick of the sun and it’ll rain and I’ll feel it but it won’t be cold and wet it’ll just be soft and cool like mint gum on your tongue ya know? and this feather comforter will be there because it’s so soft but it doesn’t make me sweaty hot it keeps me warm but still never feels warm to the touch cause that’s the best kind of comforter and you know it. I’d rather do that than college to be honest and maybe that’s selfish cause it’s like great that I get to go to college but I don’t know