I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply,...– Pablo Neruda (via quotewhore)
I keep pushing people away. I’m not quite sure if this is to see if someone will come and save me or to see if someone genuinely cares, but it is becoming self-destructive. I need to stop before I find myself completely alone.
Well I know I make you cry And I know sometimes you wanna die But do you...– Accidental Babies by Damien Rice
My family went out to Chinese food tonight and my fortune cookie said this You find beauty in ordinary things. Do not lose this ability. Thank you fortune cookie, thank you.
I’ll never grow used to the sound of your voice whispering goodbye.– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
Harry Potter is all about confronting fears, finding inner strength and doing...– Stephen King (via say-quack)
i have this problem where whenever i leave home or even think about leaving home i get this sinking feeling where i just know i’m going to cry for a few days. i’m not sure if its leaving my family that does it or if its because i know that i’ve changed and that i will never have the same experience at home as i did when i was younger. no matter how badly i want to be home, it...
i made it home. and it is the same, except not at all.
Classes are canceled. Looks like I just need to pack… and… clean my room… and… do some reading?
i feel it.
whyyyy are you so spineless? because a boy likes you does not mean you should sleep with him. that logic makes absolutely no sense to me and actually ends up infuriating me to the point that i feel stupid being associated with you and your behavior. I am not that kind of girl. I will never like a boy because he likes me. Stupidest reasoning ev-er.
I have taken a pill to kill The thin Papery feeling.– Sylvia Plath, “Cut” (via lerakristina)
life, in six words. →
if the moon smiled, she would resemble you. you leave the same impression of ...– sylvia plath. (via fuckyeahpastiche)
so… its supposed to start snowing next week?! WHAT?! i came to seattle because i thought it would only raaaain not snoooowwww! it has been frighteningly cold though. yikes bikes. i’m not prepared to trudge through the snow. and i’m mostly concerned about flights home. i rully rully don’t want canceled flights to happen. AIRPORT/FLIGHT GODS, PLEASE DON’T CANCEL MY...
i can feel my spirit breaking.
Writing is like prostitution. First you do it for love, and then for a few close...– Moliere (via herbeatingheart)
yup, still relevant. →
life. it is always changing.