There is nothing prettier than a city at 5 AM with its empty streets and cold wind

― (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: hazelhirao)

It seems to me now that the plain state of being human is dramatic enough for anyone; you don’t need to be a heroin addict or a performance poet to experience extremity. You just have to love someone.
― Nick Hornby, How to Be Good (via observando)
Come lay with me. I wanna talk about nothing with someone that means something.
― (via xuf)

(Source: trillvcvm)

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It doesn’t interest me how old you are, I want to know if you are willing to risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine. It doesn’t interest me where you live or how rich you are, I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life.
― Jon Blais. I will always reblog this! (via meditationsinwonderland)

(Source: normcoreprincess)