Believe That We Have Lost Our Eyes

I was never young.

[iguanamouth]

[itsbyrosie]

[excdus]

[poemswords]

“Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?”

— John Green, An Abundance of Katherines (via the-book-diaries)

[poemswords]

“He who fights with monsters should look to it that he himself does not become a monster. And if you gaze long into an abyss, the abyss also gazes into you.”

— Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil (via the-book-diaries)

[compulsive]

[ifseeingisbelieving]

I scream into the void, all of the rage and sadness that overwhelms my insides, and it screams back. I don't think I'm really here anymore, we scream at each other. I don't really want to be, we echoed in a whisper. My feet kick back and forth dangling off the cliffs ledge. I look back at those whom claimed to love me and I give a small smile. If they asked who I was talking to, I would laugh and say nobody.

[flo-lov]

le vent qui tord les astres

[danger]

[thepersonalquotes]

[ambiguities]

from weheartit

[danger]

[swifth]

[poemswords]

[ifseeingisbelieving]

I miss you and I'm horny.

It was always the other way around for you.

[grupaok]

Jack Pierson, as if he belonged. No one, 1991

[passionandcoffeestains]

“And I dream too much and I don’t write enough and I’m trying to find God everywhere.”

— Anis Mojgai, “For Those Who Can Ride in an Airplane For the First Time” (via moonoftheuniverse)