Short Stories by F. Scott Fitzgerald



My problem is that I fall in love with words, rather than actions.

I fall in love with ideas and thoughts, instead of reality.

And it will be the death of me.

"Sometimes, I sit alone under the stars
and think of the galaxies inside my
heart, and truly wonder if anyone will
ever want to make sense of all that
I am."
Christopher Poindexter (via oiseauperdu)

(Source: sad-plath)

"And you laugh like you’ve never been lonely."
Ben Howard, Bones  (via chandr-a)

(Source: poesyrie)