So, I guess we are who we are for alot of reasons. And maybe we’ll never know...– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via 4mbivalent)
Sometimes at night I suddenly become aware of all the things I’m missing out on right now, and all the people who I’m not close to anymore, and all of the good times that will never happen again, and all the people who meant the world to me who have forgotten about me forever, and I get this awful feeling that’s kind of like a mix between loneliness and nostalgia.
elevvvven: perfect winters day →
elev-en: Yesterday my bestfriend and I went into the city and it turned out to be one of the best days. We walked to Max Brenner and bought some delicious, crunchy waffles with icecream, strawberries and banana…literally the taste of heaven! Still hungry, we picked up some Grill’d chips covered with herbs…
*reading a book*
Me: I'll just finish this chapter and then I'll go to bed.
Me: Ops. I finished the book.
cosmicale: intake 26/5 breakfast- oatmeal with strawberries, banana and almond milk lunch: toasted wholegrain bread with tuna, avocado, spinach and capsicum dinner: vegetable stir fry with brown rice snacks: yoghurt, pear, cashews and green tea
Control: Inevitably one day you will forget who I... →
heroin: Inevitably one day you will forget who I am because everybody does, and I’ll see you in the street and stop to say hello but you will be in a rush to meet your girlfriend who is new to me but has been yours for over a year and walk straight past me without even a second glance. And I’ll pretend…