sorry i’m late, professor. im disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis

~ A York Goodbye, A New York Hello...And Also Goodbye


All I really need to tell you about my last date in York was that there was a spider dangling from his head, but I’ll bless you with the rest of the ridiculous details.

This guy was yet another Tinder hopeful, but he was more determined than most to take me on a date. Plus, he thought I was…

~ Mesmerizing.


Your hair.

A muffled voice came at me from behind, jolting me out of a runner’s trance. Irritated that someone would dare mess with my zen, I pulled out an ear bud and turned towards it, adjusting my pace to sync with that of the handsomest of annoyances.

Excuse me? He…

"My nights are for overthinking, my mornings are for oversleeping."

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(Source: hedonistpoet)