Loneliness is a special kind of illness. It can be loud or soft. There are no right or wrong symptoms and finding a cure is easier said than done, but when one is found, I think it surprises us. Like, how quickly we can mend our wounds or how long it takes to find the places that hurt the most.
Nicole Anderson, 12:36 a.m. (via larmoyante)
A burnt child loves the fire.
Oscar Wilde (via sharingneedles)
colormyworldd: this is a tumblr butt touch. pass this to at least 10 of your favorite blogs to show them how much you love their butt. make sure you don’t break the chain or your butt will deflate. happy tumblr butt touching!(。ˇ ⊖ˇ)♡

thank you clara <33

the sun is dazzling…the fireworks are fleeting