I am so sick of being sick of who I am.
— William Chapman (via hefuckin)
I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?
— Ernest Hemingway (via observando)
We ate well and cheaply and drank well and cheaply and slept well and warm together and loved each other.
— Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via tea-storm)
I hate how a couple of exam papers depend where you will be placed for the next few years
I’m always soft for you, that’s the problem. You could come knocking on my door five years from now and I would open my arms wider and say ‘come here, it’s been too long, it felt like home with you.’
— Azra.T “My Heart is Full of Open Windows.” (via fawun)