Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via endangerment)
(Source: larmoyante)
really nothing nicer than someone saying “saw this and thought of you”
i basically assume that people don’t like me unless they explicitly tell me they like me and then periodically remind me
i was teaching my grandma to use computer so we can talk on skype and such but today she went kinda mad at me because “i didnt show her the knitting programme” and i was like what
and it comes out she accidentally opened ms excel and found out its a great way to create knitting patterns
my grandma is 82
