chaos

“It’s how I fill the time when nothing’s happening. Thinking too much, flirting with melancholy.”

všechna ta prázdná místa

there’s no way I can save you, cause I need to be saved too

“sometimes people don’t come back. and sometimes it’s okay.”

“some days, it comes in waves. some days, tsunamis.”

“You’ll understand why storms are named after people.”

“I wasn’t actually in love but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.”

“You don’t realize how alone you are until you’re staying up every night thinking about things you should never think of and you cant tell anybody because you have nobody to tell.”

“I knew it wasn’t too important but it made me sad anyway.”

“People think they know you. They think they know how you’re handling a situation. But the truth is no one knows. No one knows what happens after you leave them, when you’re lying in bed or sitting over your breakfast alone and all you want to do is cry or scream. They don’t know what’s going on inside your head—the mind-numbing cocktail of anger and sadness and guilt. This isn’t their fault. They just don’t know. And so they pretend and they say you’re doing great when you’re really not. And this makes everyone feel better. Everybody but you.”