The worst thing about falling to pieces is that humans can do it so quietly.

—r.i.d (inkskinned)

(Source: worthlost, via aromatist)

I wanted so badly to lie down next to her on the couch, to wrap my arms around her and sleep. Not fuck, like in those movies. Not even have sex. Just sleep together in the most innocent sense of the phrase. But I lacked the courage and she had a boyfriend and I was gawky and she was gorgeous and I was hopelessly boring and she was endlessly fascinating. So I walked back to my room and collapsed on the bottom bunk, thinking that if people were rain, I was drizzle and she was hurricane.

—John Green; Looking For Alaska (via quifflecat)

Fingernails on my skin like the teeth of a shark. I’m intoxicated by the lie.

(Source: gcskarth, via hailrian)

My legs are dangling off the edge, a stomach full of pills didn’t work again, I’ll put a bullet in my head and I’m gone, gone, gone.

—(via cutmyheartmakemebleed)

my life is one big “wow ok”

(via amitaay)