luck.

“Even if we somehow lose our way, We’ll be okay.”

Endless lights prey upon the lonely, prey upon the lonely, Weightless lights, oh, I would rather be, but I would rather be fine. I want to be well ad infinitum.

one layer drawing is still difficult

Rebecca Stead, Goodbye Stranger (via thequotejournals)

komaeda is taking over my life.

Did you cut your hands on me? Are my edges sharp? Am I a pest to feed?

Hanif Kureishi (via wordsnquotes)

— emily dickinson, i’m nobody

Franz Kafka, Letter to His Father (via thelovejournals)

Original | Artist

Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises (via theliteraryjournals)

Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey

You may be smart, but I don’t think you’re mature enough to do that.

And when the seasons change Will you stand by me?