“I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close.”—Pablo Neruda (via ireadintothings)
I don’t wanna go to Prom with a girl, what is so hard about that to understand? I’m a mo, therefore I do not go to dances with girls. Thats just how it works. I don’t wanna be anyone’s backup or last resort.
If you were a straight girl no one would expect you to go with a lesbian if she asked you out, so why should anyone expect me to go with them? I’m not going to Prom with anyone unless that someone is a guy. I would think that that was common sense, but apparently not. Gah.
“And every time I saw her, she seemed more beautiful. She just seemed to glow. I’m not talking like a hundred-watt bulb; she just had this warmth to her.”—Bryce Loski, Flipped by Wendelin Van Draneen (via xnonymous)