I like drinking coffee alone and reading alone. I like riding the bus alone and walking home alone. It gives me time to think and set my mind free. I like eating alone and listening to music alone. But when I see a mother with her child, a girl with her lover, or a friend laughing with their best friend, I realize that even though I like being alone, I don’t fancy being lonely. The sky is beautiful, but the people are sad. I just need someone who won’t run away.
-Unknown (via thewastedgeneration)
I hate my thighs and my stomach and my calves and my arms and my nose and my teeth and my skin and just my face in general i kind of just hate my body a lot and nothing really helps that
(Source: complucation, via teenager-with-attitude)
we could be married and i still wouldnt text u first
The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all around him. She had become a physical necessity.
-George Orwell, 1984 (via bodv)
(Source: sadexistences, via sexcake)