Should I kill myself, or have a cup of coffee?– Albert Camus (via arpeggia)
Sometimes I feel hunted by my grief. It circles me, stalks me. It’s always in my...– Courtney Summers, Fall for Anything (via larmoyante)
throughallwindows: “You shall be my roots and I will be your shade, though the sun burns my leaves. You shall quench my thirst and I will feed you fruit, though time takes my seed. And when I’m lost and can tell nothing of this earth you will give me hope. And my voice you will always hear. And my hand you will always have. For I will shelter you. And I will comfort you. And even when we are...
And I asked myself about the present: how wide it was, how deep it was, how much...– Kurt Vonnegut, Slaughterhouse-Five (via ghostwalls)
Don't die on me. Please.
One can never understand, in the light of day, the depths of the gloom of night.– Friedrich Nietzsche (via essentz)
Falling’s not the problem, when I’m falling I’m at peace, it’s only when I hit...– Florence Welch (via arpeggia)