it’s already 2014 and there’s not a machine that can turn fictional characters into real peopleyou failed me, humanity
I want you to go to sleep knowing that your heart is safe and that you can trust someone completely. You deserve that. So don’t settle, not for one second.K. (via loveyourchaos)
lazy summer days: the most notgiveadamn fashion period of my life. underwear, big-ass loose shirt, done.
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.
Words, man. Words.
I LOVE WORDS