It’s so fucking twisted, you know. This whole “love” thing. Like really? You fall in love and you literally fall. You crash to the ground and I swear to god all your bones break. You’re fucking shattered but you don’t notice because you’ve got this beautiful boy whispering in your ear and kissing your neck and nothing else matters. But then he leaves and suddenly you feel it. You feel everything. And you’re hysterically crying in your car at 4 in the morning in some empty parking lot because it’s the only place that doesn’t taste like him and you’re trying to hold your bones together but his old t-shirts don’t work as a cast, wrapping them around your chest won’t fix the craters in your ribs. Nothing stops the aching.

— (via walk-you-home)

31 July 2014 ♥ 52817
I didn’t get over it, but I got used to it.

Story of my life. (via ranjhana)

31 July 2014 ♥ 181020
Because in the end you are really alone, whatever you do.

— Marina Abramović (via slloth)

31 July 2014 ♥ 24815
You don’t know how deeply you are intertwined with someone until you try to walk away from them.

m.l. (via splitterherzen)

30 July 2014 ♥ 58137
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