the heat of my computer evens out the coldness of my heart
Fiction is like a spider’s web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners.
― Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own (via helplesslyamazed)
(Source: quote-book)
i have a massive urge to drop out of school, delete my facebook and twitter, throw my phone out the window and get on a train to somewhere random and just go on a massive adventure
It doesn’t mean that much to me to mean that much to you.
