Introverts, man. We’re weird sometimes. Like, “I love you, but I need to go over here by myself right now.”
ksumnersmith (via fantasiawandering)
Just breathe, this is only temporary.
Six Word Poem (via splitterherzen)
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Rumi (via violet-and-ivy)
online dating sites do nothing but annoy me, yet I constantly find myself re-joining them. waaaaaaaa