Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it.– David Foster Wallace, Infinite Jest (via findingsomewhere)
I am writing a book on how to write a book so I can learn how to properly explain why you look better with the lights on. I listen to a song but it doesn’t mention your name so I stop listening to the song. Your heart is noise pop. White noise is ghosts missing the streamers that fall from your ears while you sing in the car. Vermont is not far if you are already in Vermont. My cat looks at me and...
I only go out to get me a fresh appetite for being alone.– Lord Byron (via nogreatillusion)