“We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.”
— Anthony Hopkins
we're not kids anymore.
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@feronyarain
“We are dying from overthinking. We are slowly killing ourselves by thinking about everything. Think. Think. Think. You can never trust the human mind anyway. It’s a death trap.”
— Anthony Hopkins
A lot of people complain about the night, and how lonely they feel inside their bed. But that’s not how it works for me. I notice I’m lonely at 9 am. When the sun wakes me up and everything is silent around me. I notice I’m lonely at 1 pm. When I walk down the street knowing I have no one to go visit. I notice I’m lonely at 3 pm. When I draw on my yellow paper knowing there’s no one to say “This drawing is from me to you. I think about you a lot. ” I notice I’m lonely at 6 pm. When I look in the mirror and my body is untouched. There’s no sign of someone else living, touching, breathing my body. It makes me sad thinking how much love I’m willing to give and it’s all going wasted because after all, maybe some people aren’t meant to be with someone.
demon: YOU HAVE SUMMONED ME, MORTAL. WHAT DEAL DO YOU WISH TO STRIKE WITH THE POWERS OF HELL?
roomba: [is a roomba]
demon:
roomba:
demon:
roomba:
demon: man c’mon you gotta work with me here a little bit
roomba: *slowly spells on floor* K N I F E
demon: ahhhhh I see. You have heard the legend of Stabby.
roomba: *vibrates excitedly*
demon: *lovingly tapes a knife onto the roomba* no charge
Roomba: >:3
I love it when tumblr posts become so legendary they just get referenced in other tumblr posts
Mt Rainier
*starts song over because I wasn’t enjoying it hard enough*
*starts song over because I just didn’t time it correctly with my daydream*
*starts song over because someone decided to be a dick and disturbed my daydream*
Es ist ein: die Hoffnung stirbt zuletzt, aber die negativen Gedanken überwiegen und tief in dir hast du schon längst aufgegeben, nur will die Hoffnung nicht gehen
Jemanden aus seinem Leben zu löschen, hat die Wirkung eines Tintenkillers. Beim Versuch, neues zu schreiben, wird erinnert, dass da was war.
Bin so verliebt in diesen Spruch (via knick-licht-bitch)
Ich hab das Gefühl 50% deiner Zuschauer haben Mental Issues
100% der Menschheit, das gehört dazu.
Maybe sometimes, we are the ones breaking our own hearts. We walk into a situation, get attached to someone all by choice. And then we let them break our hearts, because we’re the ones who gave them the opportunity to.
tuesday night thoughts (via nakedly)
Ich bin kein guter Mensch, aber vielleicht bald ein guter Engel.
(via hoffen-auf-hoffen)