it really pisses me off how easy it is to get sad and then how long and hard it is to get happy again like what the fuck man thats not fair
To a great mind, nothing is little.
Arthur Conan Doyle, A Study In Scarlet
I have lost and loved and won and cried myself to the person I am today.
Charlotte Eriksson, Empty Roads & Broken Bottles; in search for The Great Perhaps
Alone is what I have. Alone protects me.
Sherlock, The Reichenbach Fall
I want to stop running away from everything.
I want to find something to run toward.
Hannah Harrington, Saving June
I’d cut my soul into a million different pieces just to form a constellation to light your way home. I’d write love poems to the parts of yourself you can’t stand. I’d stand in the shadows of your heart and tell you I’m not afraid of your dark.
Andrea Gibson, Slip Your Mind