desperate desires and unadmirable plans
i don't know
Everything interests me, but nothing holds me. Fernando Pessoa (via cytolene)

(Source: esdrujulasmuertas, via internalized-sadness)

oliverdrozdowski:

Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)
I said I wanted to die but honestly I just wanted to feel alright. (89/366) by (KJ)

(Source: kjpoems, via internalized-sadness)

shinebrightlikeafrankiebb16:

Does it bother anyone else that there are parts of your life you don’t remember? You have done and said things that you don’t even know about anymore. That means you don’t even have the right perception of yourself because you don’t even fully know who you are. However, something that you’ve forgotten about could be a prominent memory in somebody else’s mind. It trips me out.

(via internalized-sadness)

I care. It fucking terrifies me how much I care. Midnight thoughts  (via hefuckin)

(Source: reality-escape-artist, via plant-deity)

So what? You failed your finals. You gained some weight. So what? You’re single again. You lost your job. So what? What now? You live. You try again. That’s what. (via soulsscrawl)

(Source: c0ntemplations, via internalized-sadness)