don’t need YOUR so-called interventions, stop messing with my own
why must everyone want to know? they just have to know. why can’t i just feel it, let it go, and let it be?
so let me just feel this, let me go, and let me be.
the figurative lid on her emotions
-
2011-01-13
-
2011-01-11
(via papertissue)
Source: papertissue
-
→
I am a drifter. Always changing, never to remain. The wind picks me up, carries me as it whistles throughout twilight. My body is here, but my mind is not. I am always someplace else, a far away land. Far away from the realism of what my life has become. I am a holiday. I am a temporary excitement. It’s time for me to go, but don’t worry, I will return. So long as I’m in your heart, I will return.
— day burns down to night: (via amortentia)
(via amortentia)
Source: lonely-living
-
→
Source: eatsomebrains
-
2011-01-07
(via inherhiding)
Source: finestmoments
-
→
One day I wandered away from her and hid. I liked the way it felt to have someone look for me, to hear my name again and again… maybe I didn’t even like it, but I needed it right then.
—
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close by Jonathan Safran Foer (via novemberists)
call me back, call me back
(via amortentia)
Source: sufjanism
