grumpys:

i hate when you’re not in the same mood as your friend like when you want to slay your enemies and feast on their flesh and your friend wants to dance in a field of daisies and sing for the sake of singing like no stop that grab a pitchfork

(via bakkyun)

kirinohi:

My life had lost all its colours; That was what I thought. But it wasn’t life that had lost it’s colour, it was me. I was the one who lost the inability to see things in a perceptible manner. I saw myself as a muddy mass, a vast emptiness was growing inside me. I often felt like the dry fallen leaves living under the shadow of huge dark autumn trees waiting to be crushed by foot of humans. Waiting to be crushed. I let my life turn gray and it is no one’s fault but mine.

(via ileu)

(Source: milktree, via deathenate)

"I really wondered why people were always doing what they didn’t like doing. It seemed like life was a sort of narrowing tunnel. Right when you were born, the tunnel was huge. You could be anything. Then, like, the absolute second after you were born, the tunnel narrowed down to about half that size. You were a boy, and already it was certain you wouldn’t be a mother and it was likely you wouldn’t become a manicurist or a kindergarten teacher. Then you started to grow up and everything you did closed the tunnel in some more. You broke your arm climbing a tree and you ruled out being a baseball pitcher. You failed everyday math test you ever took and you canceled any hope of ever being a scientist. Like that. On and on through the years until you were stuck. You’d become a baker or a librarian or a bartender. Or an accountant. And there you were. I figured that on the day you died, the tunnel would be so narrow, you’d have squeezed yourself in with so many choices, that you just got squashed."

sylviaplth:

the fact that kids feel physically ill and have mental breakdowns at the very idea of going to school should be a clue to some people that maybe something isnt fucking right

(via bellowen)