It’s strange. I felt less lonely when I didn’t know you.
Jean Paul Sartre, The Flies (via tiredofevil)
I got lost in him, and it was the kind of lost that’s exactly like being found.
Claire LaZebnik (via someonedrankmysoda)
I am very close to fixing
myself, but I’d start all over for
Beau Taplin || dismantle me. (via afadthatlastsforever)