on love and other disasters
“This one time I painted a living room with a girl. This was a handful of years back. It was about eight months before the huge, flame-out of a breakup. That day, though? That day we painted the living room? It was pretty uneventful. We painted my parents living room for $50 between us and a pizza. That was it. I think we watched Anchorman or something after that. But it still holds as on...
Sometimes people are beautiful. Not in looks. Not in what they say. Just in...– Markus Zusak, I Am The Messenger (via clavicola)
you’re wrong I don’t belong to you what I’d give for that first night when you were mine tried with all that I have to keep you alive wasn’t taught this way with a thousand things to say I was born with a broken heart what I’d give for that first night you were mine but you’re wrong I don’t belong