There are things I’d rather whisper and never quite say out loud.
written by Virginia Woolf in a diary entry dated 20 July 1938 (via chandr-a)
written by Virginia Woolf in a diary entry dated 20 July 1938 (via chandr-a)
(Source: larmoyante, via hhumanoids)
Does anyone actually know what you have to do when people are singing happy birthday to you.
(Source: livenights, via flubberducky)