No, sir, the girl really worth having won’t wait for anybody. F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via nolabird)
Hate stumbles forward and leans in the door.
Weary head hung, eyes to the floor.
He says “Love, I’m sorry”, and she says, “What for?
I’m yours and that’s it, Whatever.
I should not have been gone for so long.
I’m yours and that’s it, forever.”
You’re mine and that’s it, forever.(via themessesofmen)
I’ve been single for a while now, and I have to say it’s going really well. Like, it’s working out. I think I’m the one.
"You added me on facebook and then asked me if I’d seen Gurren Lagann."
If it was not their sorrow? W. B. Yeats, The King’s Threshold (via litverve)