The reasons why I wish I grew up in the...
People dressed nicely. The internet was not invented. Men were, for the most part, respectful. Things were much simpler. There were some of the greatest actors/actresses alive then. People communicated face to face much more. People sent real letters to each other. I wouldn’t be in the position I am in today. Of course, there are cons to living in that era, but I like to think of...
I felt like crying but nothing came out. It was just a sort of sad sickness,...– Charles Bukowski (via langste)
i want to become a hermit.
seriously, i am pretty sure this idea becomes more and more appealing by the day. i am way too sensitive, and the world is way too critical. i’m not sure why i haven’t already become one.
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope...– F. Scott Fitzgerald (via osendentelle)
ya'll should ask me somethin'! →
If anyone ever read what I write in my journal they would probably think that I should belong in a mental institution. And I wouldn’t blame them, because some of my thoughts are completely illogical and crazy. I just hope one day I will be able to read what I have written and not be able to relate to them at all, but can appreciate the struggle that I’m going through, and be happy that...