my dating attention span is similar to the expiration date of dairy products. i like when the feeling is new and the air tastes fresh. everything is good. but as time passes and things become lackluster, i start to lose interest. if it doesn’t become something, something more, then i stop caring. and before he knows it, i’m throwing it all away because i just don’t care anymore. i have no reason to.
“[Being in love] is something like poetry. Certainly, you can analyze it and expound its various senses and intentions, but there is always something left over, mysteriously hovering between music and meaning.”—Muriel Spark (via projectnumberseven)
“You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, or who had ever been alive.”— James Baldwin (via thesearepeopleyouknow)