Don’t be surprised when the kind heart you wore out gives up on you.

Last night I
kissed a boy I barely knew,
only because I was so
to rid myself of the taste of you.
jst,  (via uncertainprejudice)
She was laughing even as we kissed and kissed again.There is no better taste than this: someone else’s laughter in your mouth.
― Forever by Maggie Stiefvater (via parachute3s)
One day, a long time from now you’ll cease to care anymore whom you please or what anybody has to say about you. That’s when you’ll finally produce the work you’re capable of.
― J.D. Salinger, from a letter to Joyce Maynard (via theriverjordyn)