“Come on – heaven and hell, man? I thought you guys were going to get scientific with it, other dimensions with it, like [Stephen] Hawking’s with it, but no man, you had to go the heaven and hell route. It really gnarlied me out. I was saddened by that. I thought they were going to go there. It’s okay. It’s a TV show. Who didn’t enjoy that ride? It was a cool ride – always wondering what’s going to happen.”—Michelle Rodriguez (via fuckyeahlost)
“Touching him was always so important to me. It was something I lived for. Little, nothing touches. My fingers against his shoulder. The outsides of our thighs touching as we squeezed together on the bus. I couldn’t explain it, but I needed it. Sometimes I imagined stitching all of our little touches together. How many hundreds of thousands of fingers brushing against each other does it take to make love?”—Jonathan Safran Foer (via alanarogers)
I’m getting lost in your curls I’m drawing pictures on your skin, So soft it twirls I like your looks when you get mean I know I shouldn’t say so but when you Claw me like a cat, I’m beaming I like the way you squeeze my hand Pulling me to another dream, A lucid dream
“We need much bigger pockets, I thought as I lay in bed, counting off the seven minutes that it takes a normal person to fall asleep. We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families, and our friends, and even the people who aren’t on our lists, people we’ve never met but still want to protect. We need pockets for boroughs and for cities, a pocket that could hold the universe.”—Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer (via landlockedmermaid)
i am sad that i didn't go to the party, but only because it means i didn't get to see you. however i painted my nails and as a result learned that i am terrible at painting my nails. it was a very full night for me.
it’s okay, we didn’t even stay that long. i’ll see you tonight though :} practice practice practice and someday you’ll be mediocre at painting your nails, just like me!