It’s not that I can’t fall in love. It’s really that I can’t help falling in love with too many things all at once. So, you must understand why I can’t distinguish between what’s platonic and what isn’t, because it’s all too much and not enough at the same time.
—Jack Kerouac
Suede
—Hit Me
(Source: kingmanatee)
The Colourist
—Wishing Wells
Maybe everybody in the whole damn world is scared of each other.
—John Steinbeck
Young Wonder
—To You
