December 2011
“I think a lot, but I don’t say much.”
– Anne Frank (via misswallflower)
“Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see...”
– John Green (via pavorst)
normal people: why am I still awake?
me: why am I still alive?
walks into chair
me: sorry
chair:
A Little girl, 3 yrs. old picked up by a man...
yourveryfleshshallbeagreatpoem:
There is a point when tears don’t work to wash things away anymore. Grabbing for breath has now broken my fingers. I miss You so much some days that I beg for the airplane to crash with just enough time in the freefall for scribbling “I Love You” across my chest. That way – when they find my burning breast plate – they will tell You how the very last thing I did...
It's a sad moment when you come to understand how...
Meh. I don't even feel like tumbling right now.
Disappointed..
