I think it’s very healthy to spend time alone. You need to know how to be alone and not be defined by another person.
Oscar Wilde (via saraellieisabella)

(Source: observando, via rou-x)


8:00 am by buttonheart / Chloe Price on Flickr.

having the flu is not bueno



Look me in the eye by Chat-Lunatique on Flickr.

IMG_5828 by seaembraces on Flickr.

“i don’t remember the last time i felt like i could breathe theres a fucking hole in my chest where my lungs and heart should be i have this constant feeling that I’m bursting into flames and then the wind storms in and scatters my ashes over and over how is it possible i can feel everything and nothing at once am i dead inside or in love with the world i don’t know what to do or who i am i don’t know anything anymore all i know is i don’t have much time left and I’m fading away why doesn’t anyone notice I’m going insane I’m not okay nothing is okay everything is going wrong and i can’t breathe i can’t breathe i can’t breathe”
Y. That perfect letter. The wishbone, fork in the road, empty wineglass. The question we ask over and over.
Marjorie Celona  (via boyfund)

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