fluidity

20 something.
Female.
Design. words. Life

“She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood.
She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.”

–  Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things  (via thatkindofwoman)

Feeling weird. Just sitting at the airport. Hungry. Grumpy. Sleepy. Slightly lonely. With free wifi.

People and places

People. And places. Are two very toxic things. Never live in a person or love a house. or love a person or live in a house for far too long. Because both collapse. On you. Leaving you breathless. And often gasping in empty rooms that still retain the scent of them.