ven0moth:

i hate it when u sharpen ur pencil hella sharp and then right when u put pressure on it, it breaks like wtf pencil do ur job

starllex:

I don’t get how babies can cry at restaurants lol like nigga why you cryin there’s food around you rejoice

s-i-g-y-n:

I just want to run away from everything. How lovely it would be to start a new life,somewhere far, far away.

Oh rascal children of Gaza. You who constantly disturbed me with your screams under my window. You who filled every morning with rush and chaos. You who broke my vase and stole the lonely flower on my balcony. Come back and scream as you want and break all the vases. Steal all the flowers.
Come back… just come back..
Khaled Juma, a Palestinian poet from Gaza.  (via castnuri)
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“Every now and then I would feel a violent stab of loneliness. The very water I drank, the very air I breathed, would feel like long, sharp needles. The pages of a book in my hands would take on the threatening metallic gleam of razor blades. I could hear the roots of loneliness creeping through me when the world was hushed at four o’clock in the morning.”

—Haruki Murakami, The Wind-up Bird Chronicle

And another thing! How dare you
take the time to teach me how
someone like you could want me
only to teach me how someone
like you could un-want me just as
quickly. Look, I know it’s not your
responsibility, but one time you
said you thought you could fix me
and I never told you, but you were
right. And maybe your plan was
always just to build me up until
someone else could take over, and
maybe this ‘someone-else’ took too
long to show up, but I never
expected you to be the one to
give up. Being broken is so much
harder since you brought me
close to becoming unbroken.
anne, an excerpt from the things I practice yelling at you in the shower (via anneisrestless)

I dreamed I spoke in another’s language,
I dreamed I lived in another’s skin,
I dreamed I was my own beloved,
I dreamed I was a tiger’s kin.

I dreamed that Eden lived inside me,
And when I breathed a garden came,
I dreamed I knew all of Creation,
I dreamed I knew the Creator’s name.

I dreamed—and this dream was the finest—
That all I dreamed was real and true,
And we would live in joy forever,
You in me, and me in you.

Clive Barker (via observando)
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You need Jesus.
Said when ones actions are so ridiculous that only divine intervention can set them straight. (via blackproverbs)
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theme.