Feelings suck.

I love sitting in a train. Sure, you can listen to music everywhere but in a train … I don’t know. The way the nature passes and the thoughts begin to flow without even knowing it … it’s something really special. And I love the feeling. Sometimes I think there’s nothing better than sitting in a train and doing nothing but listen to some really good music that breaks your heart.


❝ I’m lost. And it’s my own fault. It’s about time I figured out that I can’t ask people to keep me found. ❞
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❝ I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder. ❞

 Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via seabois)

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❝ Sometimes it’s 2am when the knot in my chest hurts the most remembering how safe it felt being in your arms. ❞

i still miss you sometimes
(via the-psycho-cutie)

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❝ You made flowers grow in my lungs and although they are beautiful, I can’t fucking breathe. ❞

Friday, May 2nd, 2014
(via the-psycho-cutie)

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❝ I didn’t know what to say. I felt like crying, Goddammit everybody in the world wants an explanation for your acts and for your very being. ❞

Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via theunquotables)

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❝ You insult me
as if the worst names
haven’t come out of my
own mouth before.
But you could never
hate me as much as I
once hated myself.
Go ahead,
keep your tongue
heavy. I have already
survived the worst. ❞

Can You Taste The Self-Loathing In This Poem | Lora Mathis (via lora-mathis)

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