I want you to crave me. From my lips, up to my words.
J.E. (via taoismchan)

You were unsure which pain is worse — the shock of what happened or the ache for what never will.
Simon Van Booy, Everything Beautiful Began After (via tabbysaywhat)

In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to.
Robert Brault  (via fawun)

whosromeo:

DANNIE RIEL

Does nobody understand?
James Joyce’s last words (via qodless)

asterisk-:

San Francisco pt.2

I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
Kurt Vonnegut   (via idiotshitbaby)

detention:

queued~bye.