Remember that part where Anne Hathaway’s character mentions getting tested for syphilis and receiving a negative and being very happy about that, “not relishing the idea of feeling like a 19th century slut”.
SO MUCH FUNNIER NOW.
Maybe I’m dreaming you. Maybe you’re dreaming me; maybe we only exist in each other’s dreams and every morning when we wake up we forget all about each other.Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife (via xynh)
Write hard and clear about what hurts.Ernest Hemingway (via lafillecurieuse)
We would be together and have our books and at night be warm in bed together with the windows open and the stars bright.Ernest Hemingway, A Moveable Feast (via urbankoi)