A Compilation of Capricious Thoughts

Regan, 17.

Violence does not always take visible form, and not all wounds gush blood.

—Haruki Murakami, 1Q84 (via feellng)

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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem almost to be born that way. They bruise easier, tire faster, cry quicker, remember longer and, as I say, get sadder younger than anyone else in the world. I know, for I’m one of them.

—Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine  (via c-oquetry)

(via fatpussyproblems)

my heart feels so heavy.

I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

cankered:

" I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else.”
from Blue is the Warmest Color

cankered:

" I miss you. I miss not touching each other. Not seeing each other, not breathing in each other. I want you. All the time. No one else.

from Blue is the Warmest Color

(via entangleddust)

  • what she says: you can touch my hair if you want
  • what she means: please for the love of god play with my hair feel how soft it is i will roll over into your lap like a kitten

bloxs:

Yh I’m creeped out by how Ariana Grande is sexualised and also made to look like a child simultaneously. Whoever is marketing her needs to stop it.

(via thesuncameupwithnoconclusion)

Someday you’re gonna look back on this moment of your life as such a sweet time of grieving. You’ll see that you were in mourning and your heart was broken, but your life was changing.

—Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love.  (via wordsnquotes)

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