- Unkwown (Via: skinny-love-haunted-scars)
If that´s true...then I´m not healed yet. I can´t even think about it without crying.
Sometimes I feel so hopeless.
"That is part of the beauty of literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong." - F. Scott Fitzgerald
Sometimes my sadness feels too heavy that I forget how to breath and fake a smile.