"can you hear it? can you hear the sound of my heartbeats beating like a drum when you're around? can you see it? can you see my eyes go wide and my cheeks turn red when you compliment me? can you feel it? can you feel my temperature rises when you embrace me in your safe arms? you don't; cause you're not even real."
count from one to infinity, and wish upon a star.
depression is when you don’t really care about anything
anxiety is when you care too much about everything
and having both is just like what
me.
05/21 10:13
05/12 21:49
05/12 21:47
“The oddest things hurt me. They get stuck in my head and replay over and over.”
Unknown (via illusionsvk)
05/12 21:42
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05/12 17:27
“Did you hear them talking? Yes, yes you did. Did their opinion matter? Perhaps a little, perhaps not at all. Now, do you hear your own voice? Yes, yes; only to this shiny, fragile string of dreams you shall respond to.”
Friedrich Nietzsche, from The Late Notebooks (via c-oquetry)
05/12 17:26
05/12 17:19
An abandoned Atlanta school’s bathroom is slowly reclaimed by ivy and kudzu.
I don’t know why but this seems rather beautiful.
05/12 17:17
tk from solo → shaking heart
with three different hair colors and three different hair styles
04/23 7:47
ROME OMG I NEVER NOTICED HIM FLIPPING HIS HAIR OMG
04/23 7:45
“You have my permission not to love me;
I am a cathedral of deadbolts
and I’d rather burn myself down
than change the locks.”
Rachel McKibbens, “Letter From My Brain To My Heart” (via larmoyante)
ㅠ ㅅ ㅠ
03/31 9:20
“He liked to read with the silence and the golden color of the whiskey as his companions. He liked food, people, talk, but reading was an inexhaustible pleasure. What the joys of music were to others, words on a page were to him.”
James Salter, ALL THAT IS (via rebeccaschinsky)
This.
03/31 9:19
