Instead of crying, I throw things forcefully on the ground until it breaks. 

I think I got to the point where I don’t have the energy to give a fuck about people anymore. 

“One by one I drowned all the people I’d been.”

Conor Oberst   (via losed)


covered harper’s bazaar germany this month - wearing my best friend’s sweatshirt which is my most treasured possession

“I’ve found that growing up means being honest. About what I want. What I need. What I feel. Who I am.”

Epiphany.  (via learnthepastcanhurt)

actual color of the sky when I woke up at 6 am yesterday.

Details from Sandro Botticelli’s Primavera, 1482