"I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am."
- Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via meggannn)
(Source: larmoyante, via man-of-prose)
"You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you."
(Source: se7enteenblack, via peaceful-soul)
A woman who hates you is playing the pianoforte.
You have five hundred a year. From who? Five hundred what? No one knows. No one cares. You have it. It’s yours. Every year. All five hundred of it.
A charming man attempts to flirt with you. This is terrible.
You are in a garden, and you are astonished.
- How To Tell If You Are In A Jane Austen Novel (via lannisterz)
(Source: agonyandagony, via lovingprideandprejudice)
"I’m not saying that everything is survivable. Just that everything except the last thing is."
- Paper Towns by John Green (via quotemybooks)