If I ever tell you I’m going to sleep and then you see me posting or liking things online for about an hour immediately after that, I promise I wasn’t lying to you, I’m just bad at going to sleep and it is usually a long process that begins with disengaging from any sort of immediate contact with people (chats, for example) and ends when everything on my screen is blurry and I’m hallucinating plot points I haven’t written yet
(via silenceintheministry)
Kurt Vonnegut (via endangerment)
(Source: seabois, via blindsideddd)
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
Haruki Murakami (via cirea)
(Source: wordsthat-speak, via blindsideddd)
Find me now. Before someone else does.
