“Because sending a letter is the next best thing to showing up personally at someone’s door. Ink from your pen touches the stationary, your fingers touch the paper, your saliva seals the envelope, your scent graces the paper. Something tangible from your world travels through machines and hands, and deposits itself in another’s mailbox; their world. Your letter is then carried inside as an invited guest. The paper that was sitting on your desk, now sits on another’s. The recipient handles the paper that you handled. Letters create a connection that modern and impersonal forms of communication will never replace.”
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manwithoutties:

Having sex in the morning, your love was foreign to me
It made me think maybe human is not such a bad thing to be
But I just laid there in protest, entirely fucked
It’s such a stubborn reminder one perfect night’s not enough

(Source: joycemanor.bandcamp.com, via theflowersofar)

'I don't think I even breathe when we're not together,' she whispered. 'Which means, when I see you on Monday morning, it's been like sixty hours since I've taken a breath. That's probably why I'm so crabby, and why I snap at you. All I do when we're apart is think about you, and all I do when we're together is panic. Because every second feels so important. And because I'm so out of control, I can't help myself. I'm not even mine anymore, I'm yours, and what if you decide that you don't want me? How could you want me like I want you?'
Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park (via broadens)

(via infinitely-yrs)


e-jebiga:

vuvo:

Is this from movie?

it’s music video for ‘Sex’ by The 1975 
whattothewhatwhat:

Joyce Manor - Beach Community (x)
lettheoceantakemee:

Real Friends | I Don’t Love You Anymore
baesment:

Tigers Jaw - Between Your Band And The Other Band (x)
orchidsummer:

teen suicide