When you stop doing things for fun you might as well be dead– Ernest Hemingway, True at First Light (via phillipayers)
I've lost my mind. →
villenoire: I find the smallest little things fascinating. I look at people, anyone, just on the bus, and try to figure out what s/he’s thinking, or why they chose to wear what they did this morning. I picture them doing everyday activities, like eating, or watching TV. I try to imagine what there voice sounds like. Then they get off the bus, and I never think about them again. When I see...