I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company.
I need a hug or 6 shots of vodka
my head is hurting because i thought about my future for 0.3 seconds
I want to make you feel so fucking happy that you forget every bit of sad in you
― Nahilliam Truspear (via truornah)
The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.