And most times I think I’m fine, but then I’m laying in my bed in the sad blue night and I can hear your soft breath as you sleep in my memories and I know that I’m not fine because I love you I love you I love you. And I wish I were still an idealistic person because maybe then I would have said yes and you’d be there with me, not just in my memories, but in the flesh, in the beautiful present. But this is life and nothing goes the way any person on this sad blue bleeding world would want it to go.

— J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan  (via mermaidsongs)

(Source: vanished, via mermaidsongs)

— Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (via larmoyante)

(via kurtcobainlovechild)

socratic-paradox:

Otis Redding - Try A Little Tenderness

Don’t speak as I try to leave cause both know what we’d choose; if you pull then I’ll push too deep and I’ll fall right back to you.

I don’t think I’ve cried as much as I have last week, and more notably, the past 48 hours, in a very long time.

UGHHHH don’t come up to me when I’m exhausted anxious and miserable and expect me to have a conversation with you.

I didn’t think I had enough of a heart to be broken. I was wrong.