Why for once can I just be normal like everyone else? Why can’t I be happy like everyone else? Or lead normal lives? Why does this happen to me? Why do I have to live in fear? Why do I have to feel like this? It’s not fair and I hate myself for it.
and you speak of a fever that burns you inside, as you explain to your mother...– Conor Oberst (via meganmansyn)
She asks why I like her. Might as well ask Why I breathe. Maybe tomorrow I...– Gail Carson Levine, The Wish (via larmoyante)
It saddens me to see girls proudly declaring they’re not like other girls –...– “I’m not like the other girls”, Claudia Gray Excellent article. I always end up thinking this when I see reblogs like that. Female competition is a horrible, poisonous thing (that I’ve only recently gotten over engaging in, and I am much happier for it). (via birdwithapeopleface)
Anonymous asked: Can I take you out ;)
Meh I'm bored
Someone ask me something :)
Anonymous asked: You have pretty toes !!
There are different rules for reading, for thinking, and for talking. Writing...– Mason Cooley (via writingquotes)
She loved with so much passion as she loved with ignorance. She did not know...– Victor Hugo, Les Miserables (via larmoyante_ (via suavium)
I like it when somebody gets excited about something. It’s nice.– J. D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye (via akidnamedcudi)