I’m exhausted from all this studying I haven’t done
(Source: melevator, via already-broken-alreadygone)
I fell in love with my own tiredness
and the way the world looked through blinding sleet
and the way my numb fingers would touch lightning
and feel nothing, nothing at all.
(via featherumbrellas)
Isn’t it a shame
That society has made us
All the same
We’ve got such warm hearts
And big brains
But that doesn’t mean a thing
The world doesn’t care
And neither do we
Unless we’re beautiful.
(via featherumbrellas)
the actual, physical ache you feel in your chest and in your bones when you’re so sad is fucking awful.
(Source: dekutree, via featherumbrellas)