… A taste for life…
When you feel perpetually unmotivated, you start questioning your existence in an unhealthy way; everything becomes a pseudo intellectual question you have no interest in responding whatsoever. This whole process becomes your very skin and it does not merely affect you; it actually defines you. So, you see yourself as a shadowy figure unworthy of developing interest, unworthy of wondering about the world - profoundly unworthy in every sense and deeply absent in your very presence. — Ingmar Bergman (via hora-fericirii)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via spirit-wanderer)
… You say you wish you knew what’s on my mind, but you wouldn’t if you knew…
… See, I’m stuck in the city but I belong in a field…
… Do I even possess a soul that is worth being weighed…
… He spun a web for me…
A QUE MIERDA ESTAS JUGANDO???????
… Nightmare before Christmas…
… It is always coffee time…
Everyone who reblogs this will get the title of a book to read based on their bio/posts.
Everyone. I mean it.
THIS IS THE BEST POST
I HAVE EVER SEEN
EVER
they really do mean everyone
(via rnank)