Sitting outside of Popeyes and “Don’t Stop Believing” just came on the radio

Brb having a lot of feels

you know how they said drinking water dulls down cravings?

well I wanna meet who the fuck “they” is bc its FUCKING BULLSHIT AND I STILL WANT A SLAB OF RIBS

What really knocks me out is a book that, when you’re all done reading it, you wish the author that wrote it was a terrific friend of yours and you could call him up on the phone whenever you felt like it. That doesn’t happen much, though.

J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via observando)

 (via xactodreams)