I’ve crossed some kind of invisible line. I feel as if I’ve come to a place I never thought I’d have to come to. And I don’t know how I got here. It’s a strange place. It’s a place where a little harmless dreaming and then some sleepy, early-morning talk has led me into considerations of death and annihilation.
- Raymond Carver (via observando)
Sleep would be so welcome. A warm blanket of black to erase everything else. Sleep without dreams. I’ve heard people talk about the sleep of the dead. Is that what death would feel like? The nicest, warmest, heaviest never-ending nap? If that’s what it’s like, I wouldn’t mind. If that’s what dying is like, I wouldn’t mind that at all.
- Gayle Forman, If I Stay (via observando)
That’s why I’m so harsh, because I’m so sensitive.
- Tupac - insignif (via unconcernedteenblogger)
It’s scary to think that there are words meant for me but were never said to me.
- jenn satsune (via ohsatsune)
Love is like the wind, you can’t see it but you can feel it.
- Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember (via wordsnquotes)
My problem was that no one ever needed me as much as I needed them.
- (58/365) by (KJ)
Millions of people have decided not to be sensitive. They have grown thick skins around themselves just to avoid being hurt by anybody. But it is at great cost. Nobody can hurt them, but nobody can make them happy either.
- Osho (via onlinecounsellingcollege)