iamwizzzz:

afreenirfanbaig:

la-sociedad-es-una-porqueria:

somos-deseos:

ALT

#Fraselibros 📜

:(

caostalgia:

Y comerme el mundo entero junto a alguien que lo valga todo.

Atlas

fromdarzaitoleeza:

William Faulkner, The Sound and the Fury/from Letters of Summer Past (Listy TamtegoLata) VI

aidashakur:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Gentle Spirit

Alice Oseman, Radio Silence

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Wolfsena / sue zhao

fromdarzaitoleeza:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still

Fortesa Latifi, from The Truth About Grief.

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Sanna Wani, “Who is the Sun, Asking for Sleep?”, My Grief, the Sun // Brenna Twohy, A Coworker Asks Me If I Am Sad, Still

starlightacademia:

“It’s taboo to admit that you’re lonely. You can make jokes about it, of course. You can tell people that you spend most of your time with Netflix or that you haven’t left the house today and you might not even go outside tomorrow. But rarely do you ever tell people about the true depths of your loneliness, about how you feel more and more alienated from your friends each passing day and you’re not sure how to fix it. It seems like everyone is just better at living than you are. A part of you knew this was going to happen. Growing up, you just had this feeling that you wouldn’t transition well to adult life, that you’d fall right through the cracks. And look at you now, it’s happening.”

wannabeskyferreira:

petaltexturedskies:

F. Scott Fitzgerald, the beautiful and damned (1934)

fromdarzaitoleeza:

-Bylthe baird, if my body could speak