Oliver Tate: Ask me how deep the ocean is.
Jordana Bevan: Shut up.
Oliver Tate: Come on, just ask me.
Jordana Bevan: Why? Oliver Tate: ‘Cause I know the answer.
Jordana Bevan: Oh! Do you?
Oliver Tate: Yes, I do.
Jordana Bevan: How deep is the ocean?
Oliver Tate: I’m not gonna say.
Jordana Bevan: I’m brokenhearted.
Oliver Tate: The ocean is six miles deep.
Jordana Bevan: Good.
❝ Memories are dangerous things. You turn them over and over, until you know every touch and corner, but still you’ll find an edge to cut you.
— Mark Lawrence, Prince of Thorns (via stay-ocean-minded)
❝ And it has been
of a year.
I have worn
under my sleeves,
on my thighs,
running down my cheeks.
This is what
looks like, my dear.
— Michelle K., It Has Been One Hell of a Year. (via abstrusecuriosity)
❝ Only be with someone who you think you can learn from. They should be smarter than you in certain ways so that you can continue to grow and be interested. Above all, you should undoubtedly be proud that you are with them.
— something my 10th grade history teacher told me about how he knew he wanted to marry his wife (via accroalavie)