So Much Happiness
It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness. With sadness there is something to rub against, a wound to tend with lotion and cloth. When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up, something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change. But happiness floats. It doesn’t need you to hold it down. It doesn’t need anything. Happiness lands on the roof of the next...
i got 99 problems and society’s attitudes towards sex and sexuality is like 98 of them.
Date a girl who doesn’t read. Find her in the weary squalor of a Midwestern bar....– Charles Warnke (via shouting-love)