aren’t we all just trying to be morticia addams just a little bit
Some of us are trying to be Gomez actually
honorable. respectable. where would we be without you
(via martinpp)
me whenever i have a cold: i can’t remember the last time i could breathe out of my left nostril…it must have been 14 years ago when i was a child on the farm..life was simpler back then….. i remember the sound of the creek over by that big rock.. when papa came home from the town bearing fresh yeast for ma to make bread with, i breathed in the crisp fall air through both nostrils before heading into the kitchen, where i could smell all of our spices
(via thebootydiaries)