I love rainy days, coffee and books. When I'm happy, I listen to sad songs.
I, too, felt ready to start life all over again. It was as if that great rush of anger had washed me clean, emptied me of hope, and, gazing up at the dark sky spangled with its signs and stars, for the first time, the first, I laid my heart open to the benign indifference of the universe. To feel it so like myself, indeed, so brotherly, made me realize that I’d been happy, and that I was happy still.
by Albert Camus, from The Stranger (via senjukannon)
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Kelly Mark, ‘Exist’, 2009
The less I needed, the better I felt.
by Charles Bukowski  (via thatkindofwoman)
You can decorate absence however you want- but you’re still gonna feel what’s missing.
by Siobhan Vivian, Same Difference (via shigaretto)

I just want all of this to stop.