via thatmarsgirl (originally madmendaily)
via ohbugger (originally pauvremelodynelson)
via oldcharethcutestory (originally tvcaps)
via ohmattsaracen (originally grrlsonfilm)
via slayground (originally horneaudrey)
via rothsteins (originally gh3ttobla5ter)
via barilace (originally madmenscreencaps)
via beneathpyramids (originally thisisappalling)
Peggy: You know, I just saved this company. I signed the first new business since Lucky Strike left, but it’s not as important as getting married. Again.
Joan: Well, I was just made director of agency operations. A title. No money, of course. And if they poured champagne, it must’ve been while I was pushing the mail cart.
Peggy: A pretty face comes along, and everything goes out the window.
Joan: Well, I learned a long time ago to not get all my satisfaction from this job.
Peggy: That’s bullshit.
via commanderspock (originally chasethememories)
Nostalgia - it’s delicate, but potent. Teddy told me that in Greek, “nostalgia” literally means “the pain from an old wound.” It’s a twinge in your heart far more powerful than memory alone.
I know people say life goes on, and it does, and no one tells you that’s not a good thing. Why is that?
via thatmarsgirl (originally suchasadaffair)
via barilace (originally chasethememories)
I literally don't know your middle name.
does that matter? what systems we arrange for intimacy, small disclosures like miniature bridges, your mouth. not what I'd anticipated. softer.
to begin with, I should tell the truth more.
I could miss you, and that's a liability.
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