EVERY SINGLE EASTER MY MOTHER HIDES A THREE POUND EASTER EGG IN THE HOUSE AND SETS MY BROTHERS AND I OFF TO GO FIND IT AND GUESS WHO GOT IT FOR THE FOURTH CONSECUTIVE YEAR IN A ROW
NOT THOSE LIL BITCHES
They say every atom in our bodies was once a part of a star. Maybe I’m not leaving, maybe I’m going home.
Vincent Freeman, Gattaca
(Source: speioritur, via a-thousand-words)
It’s enough for me to be sure that you and I exist at this moment.
- Gabriel García Márquez, One Hundred Years of Solitude