I am Eva. 20, almost there and going nowhere. I hail from Singapore but I am currently living in Indiana. Things I like: Literature, gigs, writing amateur poetry, all-day breakfasts, adventures, spontaneity and the occasional lazy afternoon. You can also find me at Lastfm.

The past month has been a mess of insane partying and it has finally caught up with me ): 

(Source: bjchabzroxy)

Jan 29th at 1AM / via: killerpussy / op: bjchabzroxy / reblog / 827 notes

What is it that you contain? The dead. Time. Light patterns of millennia opening in your gut. Every minute, in each of you, a few million potassium atoms succumb to radioactive decay. The energy that powers these tiny atomic events has been locked inside potassium atoms ever since a star-sized bomb exploded nothing into being. Potassium, like uranium and radium, is a long-lived radioactive nuclear waste of the supernova bang that accounts for you.

Your first parent was a star.

Jeanette Winterson, Weight: The Myth of Atlas and Heracles
Jan 25th at 2AM / via: lostincoma / op: stinker / reblog / 447 notes
Jan 25th at 2AM / via: fuckyeahfatcats / op: mali3 / reblog / 48 notes

I NEED TO GO FOR THIS. BUT WHO IS GOING TO GO WITH ME TO TEXAS?? ): 

Jan 20th at 4PM / via: tattoome / op: tattoome / reblog / 642 notes

I chained smoked my way back home. It took me one hour because I took all the turns and got myself almost lost for a moment there. The weather is making me feel lonely as fuck. 

Jan 19th at 11PM / reblog / 2 notes