Stop ruining love by wanting it so bad.– Derrick Brown (via hellanne)
Take a day to heal from the lies you’ve told yourself and the ones that have...– Maya Angelou (via thalamtnafsee)
Sometimes, I feel like ripping apart my skin, and searching for a reason for...– Unknown (via perfect)
Have you ever had that feeling? That you’d like to go to a whole different place...– Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via misiuq)
I’d try to explain that it’s not really negativity or sadness anymore, it’s more...– Allie Brosh/Hyperbole and a Half, Depression Part Two (via sickur)
gullacass: do your eyes ever randomly go out of focus and then you are too lazy to focus them back in and just stare at nothing for a while
hsafkjlhasf: i’m fucking sick and tired of fighting for a spot for once i want someone to willingly reserve me
You are flowers In my stomach Cutting me open Nightly Blooming Through the...– (flowerdrunk)
arcticnebula: “You think you don’t deserve something, so you ruin it.”
Gift suggestions to give during a meet and greet anyone? I CAN’T THINK OF ANY OK BYE
Your daughter’s face is a small riot, her hands are a civil war, a refugee...– Warsan Shire, from “Ugly” (via vonberno)
nunderwater: And in that moment I swear I still didn’t give a shit
I don’t want to be your entire world, no. I would be happy just to be your morning coffee, your hanging car keys, your wallet. Something seemingly insignificant, but if lost throws off your entire day.
greater-reality: Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you cannot even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but nothing is infinite, not even loss. You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are...
I’m a mess of unfinished thoughts.– John Mayer (via iceuprince)
Everybody has a secret world inside of them. I mean everybody. All of the people...– Neil Gaiman (The Sandman, Vol. 5: A Game of You)
what doesn’t kill you leaves scars ruins your lungs dries out all your tears...– c.c. (via vieparfaite)
The train ride to Paris was uneventful. I realized at one point I was crying....– Patti Smith, Just Kids p.231 (via wildthicket)
I want to care, but I don’t. I look at you and all I feel is tired.– Elizabeth Scott (via jeakm)
ao-oa: I ate my breakfast with out her this morning, and the coffee just tasted like coffee.
Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way...– John Green (via her0inchic)
And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness,...– (via journalofanobody)
i. i was twelve years old when our next door neighbor noticed the way my right...– “scoliosis”, kim visda (via noxtalgic)