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Don’t you wish that sometimes you didn’t have to speak to people and all you want to do is curl up in bed and stare at the ceiling like it’s your best friend and then you smile stupidly to it,
wishing it would smile back too?

zachattackrules:

Last night we camped out on a giant disc structure on top of a mountain that overlooks all of Los Angeles county. It was a good night.

(via thatglennkid)

"uh-freyd"

You’re so afraid
To close your eyes
For when darkness consumes,
Soul buries body

You hear your heart beating
Like cymbals in your ears.
You start to lose yourself
Will you save me?

You’re too afraid
You’ll never wake up
To feel the warmth
Of someone beside you

What are we all afraid of,
Actually?

mckinnna:

It’s my therapy; crayons and an exacto knife

dustulator:

Elise Crombez in Perdue Dans Manhattan shot by Mikael Jansson for Vogue Paris, Sept. 2003

(via wildflawher)

(via chorusof)

"Do you ever just crave someone’s presence? like you would literally be happy just sitting next to them & it could be completely silent."

— (via laughing-treees)

(Source: violethaze9, via gayjxde)

(Source: moonists, via gayjxde)

"What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back."

— Chester Bennington (via larmoyante)

(via plasticpixie)

"Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to. Stay home on New Year’s Eve if that’s what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story."

— Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking (via unmaiden)

(Source: psych-facts, via maisyandlola)

(Source: suafilhagosta, via paranoid)