“This tremendous world I have inside of me. How to free myself, and this world, without tearing myself to pieces. And rather tear myself to a thousand pieces than be buried with this world within me.” ―Franz Kafka
1. Sylvia Plath | 2. Anne Magill | 3. Franz Kafka | 4. Cathy Hegman | 5. Haruki Murakami | 6. Hope Gangloff | 7. Franz Kafka | 8,9. Sylvia Plath | 10. Cathy Hegman | 11. F. Scott Fitzgerald | 12. Cathy Hegman | 13. Haruki Murakami
The purest form of love is consideration. When someone thinks about how things would make you feel. Pays attention to detail. Holds you in regard when making decisions that could affect you. In any bond, how much they care about you can be found in how much they consider you
I had a really bad migraine last night, but I’ve run out of everything except these hungarian pain killers my dad gave me 9 years ago, anyway I don’t remember anything and I can’t feel my tongue and the only thing in my search history is this
I hate gay people so much. I haven’t been able to hear an imagine dragons song on the radio or in a shop without my brain just IMMEDIATELY being flooded with ‘Okay im imagining his dragon’. People think i just rly hate imagine dragons with the way my face reacts but i don’t im literally fighting such a personal battle against saying something fruity abt mr dragons out of nowhere because the shit gay people say online is so funny