misguided ghosts



I don’t know how much vodka I put in this but I’m going to drink it anyway: a memoir

this drink tastes awful but I can’t waste alcohol: a sequel

(via laser-speed)

Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it - a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good.

—(via mined)

(Source: c0ntemplations, via kh-e-p-r-i)