and Behind The Mask Of M A T U R I T Y     

              ❝ no one ever tells you how dangerous loyalty can be. ❞

― Jenny Slate, Little Weirds

          — vincent van gogh

I hate small talk. I want to talk about atoms, death, aliens, sex, intellect, the meaning of life, far away galaxies, music that makes you feel different, memories, the lies you’ve told, your flaws, your favourite scents, your childhood, what keeps you up at night, your insecurities and your fears. I like people with depth, who speak with emotion from a twisted mind. I don’t want to know what’s up.

The idealist (via theslytherinworld)

“Who made you this way? And do they still matter?”

— Don’t let someone who is no longer in your life affect you (via melisica)

Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.

Gautama Buddha (via magnifizentt)

You sleep coiled; tightly wound. Hands are fists beneath pillows, clenched above cotton sheets. You are at war, even in your dreams.

Rest Achilles, the world will wait | p.d (via p.d vulpe)

Be fucking selfish. I don’t think people get told this enough and it’s kind of sad. Selfish doesn’t always mean in a bad way, sometimes putting yourself first is important. Heck, I say do it all the time.

(via quotesndpoems)