I'm not living, I'm just killing time. / Ask Archive More
I don’t know if you’ve ever felt like that. That you wanted to sleep for a thousand years. Or just not exist. Or just not be aware that you do exist. Or something like that. I think wanting that is very morbid, but I want it when I get like this. That’s why I’m trying not to think. I just want it all to stop spinning.

Stephen Chbosky

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by Théo Gosselin Samoyed, by honey and milk
No one should ever ask themselves that: why am I unhappy? The question carries within it the virus that will destroy everything. If we ask that question, it means we want to find out what makes us happy. If what makes us happy is different from what we have now, then we must either change once and for all or stay as we are, feeling even more unhappy.

Paulo Coelho

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self portrait, by Maria Sedelnikova Lost in movement. by Moeys Photography
Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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by Kyle Sipple DashaF, by honey and milk 

מה החיים האלו בלי לאהוב

באמת ומקרוב.

People don’t expect too much from literature. They just want to know they’re not alone with being confused.

Jonathan Ames

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im so fucking bored

by Tàtia Narsià by Kyle Sipple
I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel’s sake. The great affair is to move.

Robert Louis Stevenson

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