February 2012
repeat after me i am free. all the ghost of your...
: Born for the blue skies we'll survive the rain.
: Born for the sunrise we'll survive the pain.
“In the night, i hear them talk, the coldest story ever told.
somewhere far...”
“Loneliness does not come from having no people about one, but from being unable...”
– C.G. Jung (via misswallflower)
manipulative fucking cunt. heartless.
