losing all hope was freedom.

This is me and this is my blog, What I really feel and who I really am. Feel free to ask or tell me whatever you feel like telling me, I'm a good listener :)

When I look back, I am so impressed again with the life-giving power of literature. If I were a young person today, trying to gain a sense of myself in the world, I would do that again by reading, just as I did when I was young.

—Maya Angelou (via observando)

I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake.

Ernest Hemingway (via feellng)

(via -loner)

portrays:

if she flinches when you go to put your arm around her … someone else’s hand wasn’t so sweet … if she questions you … someone else has lied to her … if she doesn’t tell you things … someone else once betrayed her secrets … behind every cranky, complicated girl or girl who is scared to love is … a girl who is tired of being broken.

(via unsp0ken-misery)