There is a light that never goes out

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"Ich will dorthin, wo man fliegen kann
dort, wo schon mal Liebe war
dort, wo jede Träne floss,
wo immer schon die Krise lag
hab’ vor mir selbst ‘ne Riesenangst
Tief innerlich schlummern Dinge, die dunkel sind
und ich will wieder ans Licht."

- Casper (via weisse-scheisse)

(via gedanken-speicher)

"Every time you show your feelings, you apologize. Have you ever had an emotion in your life that you weren’t ashamed of?"

- R.J Anderson, Ultraviolet (via fassadenmensch)

(Source: baker-94, via satanas-child)

"alcohol makes you feel the way you should feel without alcohol"

- (via surfation)

(via diese-welt-ist-perfekt)

"Intimacy is not who you let touch you. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are."

- (via this-axiom)

(Source: queerkaitlin, via schoenheitderchance)

"

Guess what?
You’re going to be okay.

Maybe he doesn’t love you. Maybe he doesn’t even like you. Fuck him, then. You deserve better. It hurts now, and it’s gonna hurt for a while. It’s gonna hurt to listen to those fourteen tracks he put on your mix tape. It’s gonna hurt to look at him. It’s gonna hurt to hear his name. But one day, it’ll start to hurt a little less. You’ll realize he wasn’t the one for you. You’re going to be okay.

Maybe you didn’t get picked for the job. Maybe you weren’t even considered. Fuck them, then. You’re going to go further. It stings now, and it’s gonna sting for a while. It’s gonna hurt your wallet. It’s gonna hurt your pride. It’s gonna hurt your ego. But one day, it’ll stop stinging. You’ll realize it wasn’t the job for you. You’re going to be okay.

Maybe you didn’t get accepted. Maybe you weren’t even waitlisted. Fuck that college, then. You’re going to make something of yourself without them. It hurts now, and it’s gonna hurt for a while. It’s gonna hurt to see your best friend admitted. It’s gonna hurt to drive by that campus. It’s gonna hurt to see her get so excited to go, and leave you behind. But one day, it’ll start to hurt a little less. You’ll realize it wasn’t the place for you. You’re going to be okay.

I know it’s hard to believe, but you’re going to be okay. Keep your head up- or don’t. Struggle to keep going and barely get by. That’s okay. You’re going to make it either way. You’re going to be okay.

"

- remember this. a.g. (via soulsscrawl)

(Source: forever--missing--him, via sekundenbruchteile)

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