Follow you on tumblr is so beautiful that it hurts
I hate this feeling. Like I’m here, but I’m not. Like someone cares. But they don’t. Like I belong somewhere else, anywhere but here, and escape lies just past that snowy window, cool and crisp as the February air.
|— Ellen Hopkins (via euchrid)|
I love this story
bye tumblr… for a while
And when I’m lying in my bed
I think about life
And I think about death
And neither one particularly appeals to me
|—The Smiths - Nowhere Fast (via pav1ova)|
Intentar olvidarme de mi alma virtual
… intentar reencontrarme con ella, god damn i fucking still love him.