If you want a happy ending, it depends on where you stop the story.
written by Orson Welles (via wordsthat-speak)
I like new friends because I can reuse old jokes
when will my motivation return from war
(Source: hexgurls, via c-o-g-i-t-a-t-i-o)
im not ignoring your snapchats, im just too ugly to reply at the moment
message me bands/artists that you think are bad or overrated and I will tell you if I agree or not this will be fun thanks
I’m not angry at you, but I’m mad at myself for expecting something better from people. I hate leaving myself so vulnerable.
written by Someone who finally decided to place their trust in another (via up-roar)
April was too lonely a month to spend alone. In April, everyone around me looked happy. People would throw their coats off and enjoy each other’s company in the sunshine—talking, playing catch, holding hands. But I was always by myself.
written by Norwegian Wood (Haruki Murakami)
(Source: wordsthat-speak, via l-uxuriate)