I am angry that I starved my brain and that I sat shivering in my bed at night...– Laurie Halse Anderson (Wintergirls)
We lose ourselves in the things we love. We find ourselves there too.– Kristin Martz (via disimba)
At this point crying is how I cope. I am growing up far too fast for my liking.
Hey now. Chapters are ending too fast.
rock out like the mangos are in season. rock out like the record player won’t...– Anis Mojgani, Direct Orders (via loveouthome)