(Source: psychoholic-slag, via lyingseason)
Sad people have the gift of time, while the world dizzies everyone else; they remain stagnant, their bodies refusing to follow pace with the universe.
With these kind of people everything aches for too long, everything moves without rush, wounds are always wet.
"(via pinkeezy)
When you stand in front of me and look at me,
what do you know of the griefs that are in me
and what do I know of yours.
And if I were to cast myself down before you
and weep and tell you,
what more would you know about me than you know about hell
when someone tells you it is hot and dreadful?
For that reason alone
we human beings ought to stand before one another
as reverently,
as reflectively,
as lovingly,
as we would before the entrance to Hell.
(Source: w3irdgravity, via kafkaesque-world)
(via madnessreservedforthefew)
(via blacktout)
(Source: goodreads.com, via blackestdespondency)
