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I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don’t ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe?

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via quotes-shape-us)

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aliaens:

Piledriver Waltz-Arctic Monkeys

ayyyeet:

"Life is a tangled web of unexpected events. Never claim or believe that anything is certain."

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I want to tell you I miss
you with no subtext. No guilt,
no anger, no expectation
that you’ll fix it. I don’t want
you to feel bad or to tell
me it will get better. This
is where we are meant to be
right now – me apart from you,
my hands a little empty and
my heart a little sad.
I just miss you.
I wanted you to know.

anne, fyi (via versteur)

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clonist:

Procession (2002-2006) - Catherine Gfeller

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563

I realize,
as I lie with my bands bandaged
from self-inflicted bruises,
I do this to myself.
I get myself worked up
(for nothing)
(for some sort of show)
And I am the worst roommate,
Always inciting petty fights
between different parts of me
then spreading lies about them.

It is hard living
so deeply within myself.
There is nowhere to go
when I need a moment
to think.

Reclusive | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)
326

She was like walking, breathing, dancing-electricity,
And every thing she touched,
Either came alive or bursted into flames.
Everything in her path turned into light.
She left behind light
Or ashes.
j.l.

euo:

things i told the internet, but didn’t tell my mom, 2013
"a series examining the way that daily blogging for the last six years has changed my concept of privacy. each phrase was directly taken from something that i posted online, but never talked about in person."
Anna Ladd