[a-drama-addict]

they should invent a feeling that feels good

[pmamtraveller]

Luca Ponsato - Does Anyone See My Suffering

[thesweetiepienovels]

Some is better than none. Some is better than none. Some is better than none. Walking for three minutes, is better than nothing. Drinking a glass of water and eating a snack, is better than nothing. Wiping down the counter, is better than nothing. Small things are not nothing. Small things are not nothing. Small things are not nothing. You don’t have to achieve grand things if all you’re capable of right now is the smaller things. They are still achievements. Don’t do nothing just because you don’t think you’re capable of doing bigger things, just do something you’re capable of today. 

[weltenwellen]

Warsan Shire, from “Backwards”, Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head

[their-we-go]

and i'm going to.

[grendel-menz]

little scribble diary

[fairycosmos]

i'm thinking of ending things by iain reid

[fairycosmos]

genuinely insane how difficult it is to participate in your own life

[snowangelsoul]

[vzajemnik]

guy who needs to send an email so he completely isolates himself from the world misses out on every opportunity curls up in a ball and dies. and like 2 months later sends said email finally

[starryspectre]

It's fungi season!! Don't eat these, you'll die

[dappermouth]

Strange roadside buildings where you shouldn’t ever go.

[bitter-crow]

[fairycosmos]

can't believe i am going to die someday LOL. well back to sitting in my bedroom

[plumslices]

I wish i was different i wish it all was different . *cleans and does laundry *

[starlightacademia]

What does it feel like to be lonely? It feels like being hungry: like being hungry when everyone around you is readying for a feast. It feels shame ful and alarming, and over time these feelings radiate outwards, making the lonely person increasingly isolated, increasingly estranged. It hurts, in the way that feelings do, and it also has physical consequences that take place invisibly, inside the closed compartments of the body. It advances, is what I'm trying to say, cold as ice and clear as glass, enclosing and engulfing.

— Olivia Laing, The Lonely City

[sandmandaddy69]