selcouth

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Feast your eyes with my naked mind. Emotional outbursts included.

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selcouth

Mida. 19. PH

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Feast your eyes with my naked mind. Emotional outbursts included.

Ask me
Archive

"We were certainly uncertain
At least I’m pretty sure I am"

-Missed The Boat - Modest Mouse

"Don’t make everyone know about your sadness."

-John Steinbeck  (via whizard)

(Source: whyallcaps)

Something as simple as a KitKat bar can brighten the load you’ve been carrying on your shoulders for days. Knowing that somebody is willing to give you whatever they have in their hands at that moment when you’re breaking down is a relief. A relief that someone’s still looking out for you when your lost. A relief that no words can ever replace. If given a choice, choose the honest asshole over the sweet talker.

hibazito:

feeling sur We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/86178840

hibazito:

feeling sur We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/86178840

(Source: t-hunderstruck)

No matter how brilliant a film is, nobody will ever stand watching it for every single day of their lives. There will always come a time when you have had too much. It does not mean that you do not like the film already rather it is just that so much time and effort are wasted for something that you have seen already and pretty much know what the ending will be like.

Sometimes you just wonder how beautiful it would be if you will just speak your mind and show your feelings but “people” wouldn’t understand. They have this monocultural way of looking at things and will just dismiss what you’re saying the moment that they feel that it is different. There can really be no absolute freedom, there is only the idea of it but knowing just one person who can give you that or at least the feeling of having that can be the sweetest thing in the world. And I have only known bitter things.

"Look closely. The beautiful may be small."

-Immanuel Kant (via introspectivepoet)

"and we were in bed together
laughing
and we don’t care
about anything
and it is very
very funny."

-Charles Bukowski, Burning In Water Drowning In Flame (via introspectivepoet)

You numb yourself too much that you have already forgotten the feeling of rawness on your skin. Suddenly, the walls you carefully built for years started to crumble and the confusion between letting everything fall into place or control every single thing makes this extra difficult. And I wonder, is the numbness enough to make it through this life?