
Sometimes you just have to believe there’s a reason behind it all, even if you never come to understand it yourself.
F4.27.12
—Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via wordsandlyrics)
(via richerthangold)
When things just felt the same. Old. No longer stimulating anything inside.
When it felt like it wouldn’t matter anymore if it was let go.
When the question of hanging on entered, and lingered, heavily hovering there.
…
How had it come to this?
8:53pm W4.11.12
—~ Haruki Murakami (via conflictingheart)
(via twowaymonologue)
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~ The Flaming Lips (via conflictingheart)
2:04A Tu12.20.11
Mannn, I think I’m having a hard time with the idea of letting go, something I’ll have to do at the end of the school year…but at least that’s not for awhile.