August 2011
135 posts
July 2011
76 posts
Feelings with these thoughts and these thoughts with these feelings and this static and this blur and this vividness and its pure simplicity. These words don’t make any sense to me, and I can’t relate. Cannot relate to physics, time, boundaries. Common sense disappearing slowly descending into a deeper being. It’s meant to be, it’s meant to be.
“A sensitive person receives 50 impressions where somebody else may only get...”
– Marlon Brando, in interview with Truman Capote, 1957. (via deerie)
Like, the FUCK am I doing.
You know things are getting bad when you simply just can’t ‘be’. When you go out of your way to feel anything at all. Nothing will ever be enough. I’m tired of everything.
“Well, OK, no – the truth is I like to infantilise myself because then I don’t...”
– Jesse Eisenberg (via forgetwhatyouknow)
Oh you take 15 minutes to text me back?
Bitch, I’ll take 18.
