The “what ifs” and “should haves” will eat your brain.
You have to die a few times before you can really live.
Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via dulcetdecember)
There was a time when mapmakers named the places they travelled through with the names of lovers rather than their own.
I’m not going to censor myself to comfort your ignorance.
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.
ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES