Someone tell me what and who to believe in these days; I do wish life would slow down.
Nothing is beautiful and true.
“One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.” — Sigmund Freud
Walking home, and she stops at the sight of this flower because it’s my favorite one and gets it for me. Most thoughtful thing anyone has done for me in a while. The little things really are what make moments worthwhile.
thispartofmylifeiscalledwriting:
so is chocolate.
and late night television.
or even clean sheets.i dont care how strong that drink was
or how loud the music goes.
they all are not you.
next to me.
so warm.i cant decide which is worse - if its the falling asleep or waking up.
its just strange these days.
because im used to it.
and i hate it.
(via sincesheleft)
People constantly look for conformity through others.
Fuck others. I’ll make myself happy first. second. third. always.
Everyone needs some time to reflect
I want this to be about nothing. Because that is how I feel. The skies are blue and the sun is shining bright yet still I will not climb out of my comfortable space and crawl into the world. I want to be happy in the truest of ways, and maybe I just cant feel that way. In a place where I cannot be myself, because judgmental tides are among us. In fact, they’re everywhere we go. I’d love to disappear for just a little while, where I can forget who everyone I’ve ever met is, and I can be me in the simplest of ways.
Had someone commence a conversation yesterday, saying “People can hide a lot behind a smile, I feel like you do that a lot, so what’s going on?”
The fact of the matter is sometimes a person needs for someone to see past that smile. Because if not you can hide a whole world behind one and no one would suspect a thing.
(via anunsolvedmystery)
So cool >.< I want one
(Source: gorgeousgreymatter)