I keep wondering, how many people do you need to be, before you can become yourself.
Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This for You
(Source: larmoyante)
Don’t ever mistake my silence for ignorance, my calmness for acceptance, or my kindness for weakness.
Anonymous (via dreamguide)
(Source: quotelibrary.info)
If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.
Haruki Murakami (via caskade)
(Source: someonehassaid)
Tomorrow, is the first blank page of a 365 page book. Write a good one.
Brad Paisley (via mcqueenavenue)
(Source: eqocentric)
You don’t love someone because they’re perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they’re not.
Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper
(Source: le-lumineux)
I was raised among books, making invisible friends in pages that seemed cast from dust and whose smell I carry on my hands to this day.
Carols Ruiz Zafon, The Shadow of the Wind (via 4mbivalent)
I’m not brave any more darling. I’m all broken. They’ve broken me.
Ernest Hemingway, A Farewell to Arms (via thenocturnals)
(Source: 13neighbors)
it’s 9:15am and I haven’t slept in over 30 hours…insomnia is a bitch
Promise me you’ll always remember: you’re braver than you believe, and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.
A.A. Milne, Winne the Pooh
(Source: quote-book)
So, why are the funniest people the most depressed?
“Humor is a common defense mechanism. Some funny people like to make themselves and others laugh because it keeps them from crying. It distracts people from the real issues and pokes fun at things to minimize the impact. Albeit temporarily.”
(Source: bserk)
Everybody has a secret world inside of them. All of the people of the world, I mean everybody. No matter how dull and boring they are on the outside, inside them they’ve all got unimaginable, magnificent, wonderful, stupid, amazing worlds. Not just one world. Hundreds of them. Thousands maybe.
Neil Gaiman (via thingsandschemes)
I think too much. I think ahead. I think behind. I think sideways. I think it all. If it exists, I’ve fucking thought of it.
Winona Ryder
(Source: marisais)
I am a lover without a lover. I am lovely and lonely and I belong deeply to myself.
Warsan Shire (via thatkindofwoman)
(Source: seabois)
i miss when tumblr used to be about posts and friendship, rather than how much money you can make from your followers…
