Words.

I wish I wrote the way I thought
Obsessively
Incessantly
With maddening hunger
I’d write to the point of suffocation
I’d write myself into nervous breakdowns
Manuscripts spiralling out like tentacles into abysmal nothing
And I’d write about you
a lot more
than I should

— Benedict Smith / “I Wish I Wrote The Way I Thought” (via benedictsmith)

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I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald about Zelda Fitzgerald in a letter to a friend dated Febuary 1920 (via larmoyante)

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I love the rain. I love just sitting on my porch while it’s raining. Or laying in my bed and falling asleep to the sound of it falling. It could be the most stressful day of my life but a nice rain shower could make it all somewhat better. And when there’s thunder and lightning, oh my goodness. It’s like life can’t get any better.

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