- me: *pouring coffee*
- coworker: dude, you look like hell
- me: *starts to think up a clever deflection*
- me: ...yeah, I know
- coworker: *uncomfortable laugh*
Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.
— Sylvia Plath (via radicalteen)
loving you in my sleep
and waking up alone.
— (via wallflower-musings)
Act like you trust people, but don’t.
The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is. Nobody else interests me.
— Oscar Wilde (via aestheticintrovert)