(via heck-yeah-john-hughes)
"I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till I drop. This is the night, what it does to you."
- Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via honeyforthehomeless)
(via libraryland)
"roses are red violets are blue i could be dead right now and you’d never know because of my queue"
- Unknown
