You know what’s wrong with you, Miss Whoever-you-are? You’re chicken, you’ve got no guts. You’re afraid to stick out your chin and say, “Okay, life’s a fact, people do fall in love, people do belong to each other, because that’s the only chance anybody’s got for real happiness.” You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
3 days ago with 16 notes
— Paul Varjak, Breakfast at Tiffany’s
Have you ever felt like a movie was talking to you? Cause Yeah. This. (via extremophilephiliac)
1 month ago with 153,953 notes
My dude straight loving him some nsync.
these valentines day cards are the death of me
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