"She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversations in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second."

Nicholas SparksThe Notebook (via feellng)

(via g-y-p-s-y-h-e-a-r-t-s)

(Source: moan-s, via sweetest-solitude)

cosmofilius:

separation is such an illusion. we are one

(Source: berrym, via solipsistic-living)

"How can emptiness be so heavy?"

Six Word Story  (via naughty-illusions)

(Source: drupahti, via alinaduhh)

maribel0621:

fullblownpanic:

violentdelights93:

awwww-cute:

I know it’s just a drawing, but

OMG I would die :(

You’d already be dead



Ugh my heart

maribel0621:

fullblownpanic:

violentdelights93:

awwww-cute:

I know it’s just a drawing, but

OMG I would die :(

You’d already be dead

Ugh my heart

oknope:

what if your pillow could collect your dreams and when you wake up you plug it into your computer and watch them over again

(via maribel0621)

(Source: suspend, via it-gets-easier)

"I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched."

— Edgar Allan Poe (via 13thmoon)

(Source: painfulbliss, via alinaduhh)

(Source: s-ensitivus, via alinaduhh)

From “boo” to “who?” real quick

(Source: ronnitv, via roboroxana)

i think the saddest people always try their hardest to make people happy

because they know what it’s like to feel absolutely worthless

and they don’t want anybody else to feel like that

(Source: gay8, via jstbeingmyself)