Everything seems to be exhausting me, no matter how much sleep or how much coffee I drink or how long I lie down, something inside me seems to have given up. My soul is tired.
People are prettiest when they talk about something they really love with passion in their eyes.
Me, I fall in love with you every single day. I just wanna tell you I am.
Cigarettes do kill,
Life goes on,
with or without you.
— sad facts that come along with existing (via bl-ossomed)
You are whatever a moon has always meant and whatever a sun will always sing.
Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you
— Stephenie Meyer, Twilight (via feellng)