Hopelessromantism - Rotwriting

i am afraid if i vanish no one will remember my smell. who will know my favorite candle, who will bury themselves in vanilla in a scent of grief. i am afraid in ten, twenty, 50 years time, i will have not been. who was i, who are we to be so easily forgotten

“On the streets, / everything looks human. You forget / certain animals are bloodless injured. / You must imagine some other color / that means hurt.”

— Maya C. Popa, from “Broken Periodic”, American Faith

“I’ve always hated my name for some reason. It always sounded weird when it passed through my lips like it never belonged to me, but when I heard you say it for the first time it was as if it was the only name I’ve ever known. You didn’t shorten it or call me by a nickname it was always my own, nothing more nothing less. You said a name as beautiful as mine should never be butchered in such a way and I believed you. Then you left and the boy I talk to now calls me by a different name and you don’t call me at all.”

— S.Z / Excerpts from a book I’ll never finish #4 (via elvishbabes)

“And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest night of the summer, a night so hot you can’t even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then at some point late, late, late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns into cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you’re almost chilly, and in your groggy, half-consciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it’s that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull what’s warm - whether it’s something or someone - toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feeling of being sad in the world and ready for sleep, that’s happiness.”

— Paul Schmidtberger, Design Flaws of the Human Condition 

Might fuck around and create a fantasy world in my mind to distract myself from the pressures of reality.

"If someone says fuck you, reply them, fuck you hard"

Ufff these handwriting 🖋️🖋️

I would never in my life get over this movie <3

“We were walking the museum’s length and as we passed the artworks, I could’ve sworn I heard them weep because you were the masterpiece they couldn’t keep.”

— Me (JNH). Yes, you’re a masterpiece. (via shatteredjuveniledays)

“Some people are born with tornados in their lives, but constellations in their eyes. Other people are born with stars at their feet, but their souls are lost at sea.”

— (via demxneyes)