Tonight at 11:00:01, it’ll be exactly 59 days, 59 minutes, 59 seconds until the new year…which is 59 years since the year 1959.

“Знаеш ли, няма как да сбъркаш влюбването, то те кара да се чувстваш така високо, че дори да вървиш по облаците на небето, ти се струва напълно нормално”.

I mildly dislike everybody except for myself. I hate myself.

We envision the early 20th century in black and white but ancient times in color

It’s crazy that most people feel a sense of nervousness rather than safety when a police car passes by

I find the quote “everything happens for a reason” a little hard to believe. I doubt a drunk driver gerting in a car crash killing an entire innocent family is part of some master plan.