Some people have lives; some people have music.
 John GreenWill Grayson, Will Grayson (via feellng)
the sky bled down & we
were running, smiling wide
with our arms raised. Not afraid
of anything ever. The way
days pass & we end up
under covers, socks pulled
to our knees. The way I bruise
without touching anything. The way
you forgot my birthday & brought me
flowers for no reason. Everything
is so convenient. We grow
teeth without trying.

Alexis Pope, excerpt from "A No Good Seasonal Depression" (via feellng)

(Source: nonathletic)