"Never frown because you don't know who might be in love with your smile." :)
I have a tendency to trip on flat surfaces.
I’m so tired of being so hurt.
~ Film: Far From Heaven
Everything you love is here
—Frank Ocean (via ileu)
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
"You owe me."
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
—Hafiz (via buddhabrot)
This has been a reoccurring and fairly consistent feeling. It sucks.
A source of satisfaction that I can’t get from twitter—a site I usually just go to specifically for attention and to update people on my oh-so-exciting life (don’t laugh, you do it too).
I used to work out all my troubles through crafting. My sketchbook was my diary. College has stripped away the comfort of having free time to sit and relax without the worries of academics or the countdown to the next crucial deadline for that particularly important internship position destined to construct the most genuinely momentous events in your life, bound to solidify your position on this earth for the greater good of humanity as we see it.
Why can’t life be simple?
Is that too much to ask?