Tomorrow.

Today I died

and it was the best feeling in the world.

But here I am

reincarnated.

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Dark Road

Today I couldn’t stand being between these wretched walls anymore. The noise, the silence, the smell of damp sadness and the wetness of tears and growing pressure in my head. So I ran. I took my bike and got the hell out of there. Away from everything that I felt and everything that ever hurt me in my life. Night swallowed me, and I was nobody. Nobody important, nobody at all. And it felt like the best thing in the world, to feel so far away. But here I am, reincarnated.

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Alone.

I am alone. I am always alone. No matter out deep into the sea, in the hallways squished up against the populace until i can hardly breath, or in a restaurant on a Friday night, I am alone. I am always alone. Friends can’t protect from where it hurts most, or keep me from failing. They can’t understand the life you bear, they can only watch. Each day i become blinder, physically and emotionally, and I’m not sure what to do. Every night before I go to sleep i can feel my body wasting away, limp and fat. My grades are in an uproar, and I am running out of places to hide. In my mind all I can hear is this screaming, and I want to shoot it dead, once and for all.

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OMG SO FUNNY.

blogilates:

OMG SO FUNNY.

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katuriankaturiankaturian:

krapkrapkrap:

Spanish artist Juan Francisco Casas uses only biro pen to sketch these huge amazing pieces of art

Love making portraits with just a blue pen. Wish mine were like these. A girl can dream

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