“You can’t save everyone, my friend. Though you try.”

For Monica

tintin :’))))

siterlas:

we’re going home.

Tell me our story: are we impetuous,
are we kind to each other, do we surrender
to what the mind cannot think past?
Where is the evidence I will learn
to be good at loving?

stacie cassarino, “summer solstice”

(Source: orangefiltersky)

for the first time in a long time, i am.

(Source: misha-the-king, via glarewolf)

(via capstiel)