Why are we always waiting for something? Waiting for exams to be over, waiting for summer, waiting for Friday and when what you’re waiting for finally comes, we don’t even appreciate what we have been waiting for. Instead, we just wait for something else.
(Source: vanilla-daisies, via iscoffeestained)
What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.
written by
J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via istumogra)(via cosiva)
phlynn:
not only am i not losing my virginity i think im also gaining virginity
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