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Some nights, I walk into my room And sigh, at the mess On the floors, The mess of my life. Some nights, I sit on my bed, And stare at the walls In silence, As if they could Give me answers, As to why I will not sleep, tonight. broken poetry (via tiaxmc)
She dreamed about escaping. That was all she dreamed about — escape. Paris, Texas (1984) (via larmoyante)
Some cry with tears, others with thoughts. Octavio Paz (via liebeficktunsalle)
She offered the promise of pleasures to come. She was an enchanting, utterly foreign, unreachable goal, like being down in the metro and seeing the lights of the next station visible down a dark, electrified tunnel. Douglas Coupland, Shampoo Planet (via legislatedmemories)
peachilu: One More Time, One More Chance ー 山崎 まさよし
hyourinmaruice: caseythesalamancer: pokemallow: do yoU EVER GET SO UPSET THAT FICITIONAL CAHRACCTESRS HAVE THE SAME AGE AS YOU AND THEYVE GONE ON SUCH MAGICAL ADNVETURES AND YOU HAVENT???? What do you mean? You went on all of those adventures with them, didn’t you? That is the best answer ever
I’ve learned that home isn’t a place, it’s a feeling. Cecelia Ahern, Love, Rosie
REPEAT AFTER ME: ‘My current situation is not my final destination’ (via kushandwizdom) Good Vibes HERE (via kushandwizdom )