I fall in love easily and regularly, almost as often as I actually fall. Which is saying something because I’m constantly reacquainting myself with the floor. I fall in love with ideas, words, places, poetry, food -but in regards to a boy, no, I haven’t been graced with that emotion quite yet.
But I’m in no rush.



Anonymous asked: holy crap you went on a reblogging rampage, thanks i need the distractions :)

now that i’m done exams i can devote 10000% of my time to distracting you.

shmegel:

preferred pronouns: old sport

eulalume:

ALT-J ∆ - Breezeblocks

420emo:

But one time out of ten, everything is perfect for us all. 
Well I want a better place or just a better way to fall. 
Here we go! 

(Source: literallyabear)

"Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it."


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