He’s become the one the songs are about,
John Green, Will Grayson Will Grayson (via careful-poet)
You scare me,” he said. “Why?” she asked. “Because I tell you things I can’t even tell myself.
He Said, She Said (via soulsscrawl)

(Source: fhauly)

There is a terrible emptiness in me, an indifference that hurts.
Albert Camus (via socratic-thinker)

(Source: psych-facts)


weirdfoxes:

Traveling alone has been everything except lonely for me.

'Perhaps they were right putting love into books,' he thought quietly. 'Perhaps it could not live anywhere else.'
William Faulkner - Light in August (via samueljamesobrien)
i said to the sun, tell me about the big bang. the sun said, it hurts to become.
andrea gibson, i sing the body electric, especially when my power’s out   (via weaverofstars)

(Source: ale-thea)

Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses, you build up a whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life…You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness, so simple a phrase like ‘maybe we should be just friends’ turns into a glass splinter working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It’s a soul-hurt, a real gets-inside-you-and-rips-you-apart pain. I hate love.
Neil Gaiman (via kushandwizdom)

I only wish to tell you that I wish I was as close as the threads of your skin, but If I can’t be that, I’ll be content with drinking my drink beside you—the rain sloppy open-mouth kissing the roof trying to dismantle, the etymology of our conversation—our words hitting the floor like thunder.


Shinji Moon, He Loves The Rain (via ex-quisite-ly)

(Source: violentwavesofemotion)

Time was passing like a hand waving from a train I wanted to be on.
I hope you never have to think about anything as much as I think about you.

Jonathan Safran Foer (via brotherstories)
I’m still hoping it’s you and me in the end.
10-Word Story (via whitebeyonce)

(Source: drizzlelullaby)

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Eep! Sorry I am just now responding to this, but you are the best, whoever you are. Thank you, you beautiful person!