People be tellin’ me to smile seventeen times a day. Is it even normal to walk around with a stupid grin on your face all the time? I don’t think so, fuck off.
It was something that would rise and fall, the same way the rain does.
It happens and you never see it. But it does. Sometimes it’s depressing as fuck and sometimes it’s exactly what you need.
Listen to the silence, let it ring on.
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun.
We would have a fine time living in the night,
Left to blind destruction,
Waiting for our sight.
And we would go on as though nothing was wrong.
And hide from these days we remained all alone.
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time.
Touching from a distance,
Further all the time.
(Source: incisio, via angxietyasking)
In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”
I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.
(Source: timorleste, via gotitforcheap)
Work, lay on bed, sleep, work, sit on bed, sleep, work, work who wants to be my friend I have really cool times
