"I’ve been trying to figure out who I am. I can tell you that when I stare at a room long enough, I’m nauseated at how disjointed everything looks - like a dollhouse with ugly furniture. I can tell you that I’ve been so tired lately, no matter how much sleep I get. There are thousands of worlds, universes even, inside of my mind, but I can’t tell you the names of the planets and the galaxies. I’m thinking of how I am, and I’m unsure of what the answer is. I’ve gotten terrible at articulating my thoughts, it seems. My words aren’t flowing. They’re stuck. I’m in a rut. These are my thoughts, but why do they feel so foreign? Where have I gone? I’ve hidden myself in a labyrinth with no end, but I wouldn’t be able to answer you if you asked me what I was hiding from. There are no monsters in my kingdom, but I still tremble in my dreams. If you’ve figured me out, or if you’ve found me, please let me know."
643 notes - 22 May, 2013
h4ilstorm:
Lake View Park Birds (22 of 26) (byShaukatNiazi)
wow
fluoric:
ハナモモ源平 (by t.ono)
"You do need people; you need them so much so that it scares you to death. You drive them away so they don’t get too close; yet you regret it every time you do. You claim you don’t want anyone to understand you. But you do. You want it very much. It’s just that you don’t believe that it is possible for anyone to understand, and you cannot bear to be let down again."
165 notes - 21 May, 2013
"stay soft. it looks beautiful on you."
1,115 notes - 18 May, 2013
"All I ask is one thing, and I’m asking this particularly of young people: please don’t be cynical. I hate cynicism, for the record, it’s my least favorite quality and it doesn’t lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you’re kind, amazing things will happen."
501 notes - 18 May, 2013
"I wish I had the courage not to fight and doubt everything… I wish, just once, I could say, ‘This. This is good enough. Just because I choose it."
40 notes - 18 May, 2013
Anonymous asked: it's like i don't even know you anymore; i wish i did
I can’t think of anyone who would address this to me, but if it makes you feel better, this month I’ve been reflecting a lot on people I’ve left in the past and it’s pretty bittersweet. I guess that’s an inevitable part of the end of senior year. If you want to talk again before we all go to college, chances are I’m already missing you.
0 notes - 17 May, 2013