#literaature

[lovelymessywords]

We’re here, and then we’re gone, and it’s not about the time we’re here, but what we do with the time.

Rick Yancey, The 5th Wave

[caloalvarado]

There are thing’s that are hard to admit, they can really hurt your ego, as it hurt me to say i envy you. More that you can imagine, i envy your strength, admire how broken you can be and you can still go on.

I admire your beauty, your smile can really be the light that destroys my darkness, mine and from many others.

But what envy the most is the ability you have for loving. Ability i wish to have. Even thought i usually say that there is no use love can have, that love can only bring weakness and pain. But deep inside i think love may be one of the few things that maybe prove humanity is not as shitty as many think

Letters whose recievers will never read

[baconkokobop-blog]

I wish i could kept you, i really wish i could. even though i fell hard as a rock as high as mountain and deeper as the sea, i might say that keeping you makes me dead, but keeping you makes me happy and alive at the same time

[northern-ace]

NIKKEI ARCHITECTURE (scan)

[semiography]

[worldofbitchcraft]

Is it just me or does everyone in fictional high schools take woodshop?

[kafkaesque-world]

Anyone who cannot cope with life while he is alive needs one hand to ward off a little his despair over his fate… but with his other hand he can jot down what he sees among the ruins, for he sees different and more things than others; after all, he is dead in his own lifetime and the real survivor.

Franz Kafka, Diaries 

[onebookthief]

curled up in bed with rain hammering against my window.

what could be better?!