Love these slow days and long weekends. If only they didn’t have to end.
“These are a few of my favorite things…”
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DON’T DATE A WRITER.
Don’t do it unless you want readers to feel your first kiss on your apartment couch at 8 o'clock at night.
Don’t date a writer if you’re going to break their heart by disappearing after getting sex.
Don’t do it.
Don’t date a writer.
Don’t date a writer unless you’re ready to be pulled apart word by word with ink bleeding page after page.
Don’t date a writer unless you realize that you’re just another chapter in one heck of a book.
”— Natalie Meza, Don’t date a writer (via procastiwriters)
Stormy Sedona
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i. His hands are a car crash
and you aren’t sure that
you’re going to survive it.
ii. What you used to call love,
you now call landfill.
Lackluster. Lifeless.
iii. You lay awake at night
sometimes and think
that you must have loved
him a lot, because even
though he became something
dark, he still somehow
made you like it.
— Shelby Asquith, When it’s difficult to leave someone you used to love. (via exahele)
