all you need is love...
It’s bad again…. The second I start thinking about you. Holy shit, does it get bad again….
(via laughing-hides-pain)
I think once you’ve thought about how a person sleeps, how they’d feel pressed up against your back, or your head on their chest, how compatible your bodies would be in the same space of a bed — once you’ve thought about that, you’re fucked.
But I tried, didn’t I? Goddamnit, at least I did that.
Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (via opensovl)

awkwardvagina:

have you ever just cried because you’re you

cynicallys:

5:24am // 10:50pm

cynicallys:

5:24am // 10:50pm

5weetsorrow:

Sad/Bands/B&W blog

5weetsorrow:

Sad/Bands/B&W blog

I wish you were in this room with me right now. I wish I could put my arms around you. I wish I could touch you.
Her (2013)
Note to self: every time you were convinced you couldn’t go on, you did.
(107/365) by (DS)