To those nights where you can think of nothing else. My heart flutters faster than my eyelashes can keep up with. I can’t keep up with you and you and you and goddamnit, I’m far behind. Farther than your common thoughts can stretch and farther than your scapulae stretch from your back. You can no longer hold on to the bones that once held you together. With the night on it’s...
All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be...– Chuck Palahniuk (via junglejustine) (via emmy-leee)
I know it hurts. That’s life. If nothing else, it’s life. It’s real, and...– Sam (Garden State, 2004) (via thresca) (via quote-book) (via ivegotyourletter) (via twentynothings)
I am not too interested to tumblr anymore.
We need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like...– Franz Kafka (via thechocolatebrigade) (via billatlas) (via nomoreundead) (via madeofglass)