thedustdancestoo: each day i saw you with books, clutched tightly in your hands, pressing close to your heart— and i wished i was fiction.
This life is what you make it. Not matter what, you’re going to mess up...– Marilyn Monroe (via ruineshumaines)
atomiclanterns: (3 am is the strangest hour of all) even the smallest movements, a nail scratch against a tousled scar the turn from page 40 to 41 a swallow, the silhouette of a shadow — which at 11 am would have been invisible, silent, anonymous is deafening
You’ll meet her, she’s very pretty, even though sometimes she’s sad for many...– Pan’s Labyrinth, El Laberinto del Fauno (via undeadlife)
Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination...– Albert Einstein (via sirmitchell)
You’re always haunted by the idea you’re wasting your life.– Chuck Palahniuk (via muia)
My Reaction To Penguin Revolution's Ending.
amere-moi: You… can’t be serious. I mean, there has to be some other hidden chapter. Or maybe a sequel? No? My life… My heart… It’s like… I can’t even like… I’m dying inside… What is this feeling? I feel like my heart has just been ripped to shreds. BRB EVERYONE! CRYING FOREVER!