If you can’t handle the sass, you can’t handle the ass
the day will come
when i will place you
on a shelf
in the back of my head.
i have already begun
collecting the dust
i will conceal your name with.
— 'a new volume' by Della Hicks-Wilson (via cavum)
As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.
— Haruki Murakami (via thatkindofwoman)