Maybe one day we’ll meet again when we’re different people.
Maybe then we’ll be better for each other.” absentions (via perfect)
benedict cumberbatch harasses a black youth
this is the fifth time I’ve reblogged this i don’t care
I walked home alone that night. I didn’t care how she got home; it was weird. I mean, I liked her. I liked her a lot. But out there on the field … it was just different then.
That was the last time I saw her.
— The Virgin Suicides (1999)