We are asleep with compasses in our hands.
(Source: proustitute, via fragilis)
She had studied the universe all her life, but had overlooked its clearest message: For small creatures such as we, the vastness is bearable only through love.
I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.
(Source: larmoyante, via solus-solus)
I don’t know how to answer. I know what I think, but words in the head are like voices underwater. They are distorted.
(Source: consistentlyyinconsistent, via fragilis)