I’ll call you back tomorrow
Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.
Christophe Jacrot, Winter in Town (New York City).
Pitch black at 5pm. Not like it’s a new thing for me but still…this shit is ridiculous.
I’m all like:
But at the end of the semester I’m all like:
no relationship based on a mutual love of Bright Eyes will ever be a stable one.