Take me, I am the drug; take me, I am hallucinogenic.
You’re under no obligation to be the same person you were five minutes ago.
I get drunk on dreams and choke on real life.
forming your body
inside of her
just so you could
hate and destroy it
When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, “Why god? Why me?” and the thundering voice of God answered, There’s just something about you that pisses me off.
Stephen King, Storm of the Century: An Original Screenplay (via feellng)
I wanted to change the world. But I have found that the only thing one can be sure of changing is oneself.
Tell me what your worst fears are. I bet they look a lot like mine. Tell me what you think about when you can’t fall asleep at night. Tell me that you’re struggling. Tell me that you’re scared. No, Tell me that you’re terrified of life. Tell me that it’s difficult to not think of death sometimes. Tell me how you lost. Tell me how he left. Tell me how she left. Tell me how you lost everything that you had. Tell me that it ain’t ever coming back. Tell me about God. Tell me about love. Tell me that it’s all of the above. Say you think of everything in fear. I bet you’re not the only one does.
Can u believe there are plants that are illegal
Can you believe there is love that is illegal