sometimes you want the clouds to move faster and sometimes you want them to move slower. but how can you want such contrasting things from the same object. just take it as it comes and let be.
it reminds me of how I feel when the sky is like this. so sad for reasons I cannot identify yet so perfectly happy and content. the world is beautiful. but it is horrifying. how can one thing contradict itself so.
I think it’s really fucked up how so many teenagers are alone and sad and having panic attacks in their room while their parents watch TV, and how a lot of those teenagers have had relatively normal childhoods, yet there’s this huge boom of depression and…
- Clemence Poesy. (via painfulvalley)
- Mark Twain (via fuckinq)
- St. Thomas Aquinas (via feellng)
"I’m 22 and still think I’m young as an actor. I have so much to learn."