I fuck up a lot. I’m sorry. I’m trying to survive
Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
― Unknown (via wethinkwedream)
The worst thing about falling to pieces is that humans can do it so quietly.
― r.i.d (via im-simply-me)