"I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with myself, with only the music of my heart for company."
- Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer (via emotional-algebra)

(via victoriaphillipsofficial)

"Is it just a bad night or am I getting bad again?"
- I ask myself this all the time (via suspend)

(via loveyourdisappearingacts)

"anyone that makes you feel guilty for needing to process things alone [or in an environment without strong opinions being thrown at you] does not know how to love your heart"
- they want you to need them. you don’t (via debbyryan)


stop being mean to girls that like themselves

(via fartbarn)