"It is dreadful how I miss you, and everything that everybody says seems flat and stupid."
— Vita Sackville-West, from a letter to Virginia Woolf dated January 29, 1927 (via perfect
(Source: larmoyante, via unawar-e)
"You messaged me out of the blue.
I wasn’t looking for anyone,
In fact I was too busy running from someone else,
But I slowed down enough to reply
You slowly became my good morning text,
My drunken phone call,
My tearful FaceTime when work had wrung me out like a dirty tea towel,
And you were there,
— FRS, Yes we met on tumblr, no she wasn’t a fifty year old man.