— Franz Kafka, Das Schloß (via obliviesse)
— Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (via throughtheazaleas)
— Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (via observando)
— Khaled Hosseini, “The Kite Runner” (via lifeinpoetry)
I am always fishing for compliments.
I am always asking to be saved.
I forget that I am not some wilting flower needing human voices to cure me of my sorrow.
I am not a broken bone needing someone to come and mend me.
I pull myself out of my own grave.
I tell myself that I am a fucking catch, that I am someone to be proud of.
I hold myself when I cry. I lick my own wounds. Kiss my fingers for creating beauty. I run my fingers through my hair and carry my chaos with pride.
I save myself.
Do you ever look at someone and think,
if there were more of them in the world
we’d be a lot better off?
I wish there was more of you in the world.
I wish there was more of you with me.
"I’m trying to write a piece of music that’s about what it feels like to be on the beach with you right now."
i just stopped my work, set my pen down, put my head on the table and just cried for the smallest bit and good god i wasn’t expecting any of this at all
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