B R E A T H E

theclassicssociety:

(via eli-zab3th)

hiraethharmony:

the most beautiful souls intertwine without the necessity of exchanging words

- 𝒉 𝒊 𝒓 𝒂 𝒆 𝒕 𝒉

(via wine-stained-dawn)

poetryofmuses:

“what do you do for a living?” Oh I am a professional hopeless romantic and I read books and cry in my free time.

(via opheliadae)

wedarkacademia:

ALT

(via darkclassicwithin)

fromdarzaitoleeza:

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Alanis Morissette, Sorry to Myself/Haruki Murakami,1084

Fyodor Dostoevsky, from Selected Prose; “The Double,”

thoughtcascades:

I come from a long line of people with something wrong with them

mysterieuxclairdelune:

I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.

-Sylvia Plath

fromdarzaitoleeza:

Alanis Morissette, Sorry to Myself/Haruki Murakami,1084