I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself.
Franz Kafka (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: hellanne)

There it goes again. That heavy feeling in your chest when you don’t feel any desire to speak or move. All you want to do is close your eyes and sleep, because the process of being broken is incredibly exhausting. You attempt your best to make your days fulfilling, but no matter how hard you try you can’t seem to connect to anyone or anything.
Unknown  (via l-eer)

(Source: lovequotebook)

I’m not the same everyday. There are times where I’m loud and chatty, and there are times when I’m really quiet. I don’t think I can define myself.
(via suicidal-dreaminq)

Omg finally like why do we have to be one thing

(via balsamea)

(Source: moonjongupsays)

I’m not for everyone. I’m barely for me.
Marc Maron (via goofballery)
I wonder how much of what weighs me down is not mine to carry.
Aditi (esn13)

(Source: purplemonkeysexgod69)

If I have learned anything over this last year it’s that you have to live your own life too so that if something we hoped for doesn’t work out, you still have two legs to stand on, you still have your own path.
T.S. Krupa, Safe & Sound (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: larmoyante)

I’m not going to censor myself to comfort your ignorance.
Jon Stewart  (via prisy666)

(Source: ghostisborn)

I’ve survived a lot of things, and I’ll probably survive this.
J.D. Salinger (via crles)

(Source: thedapperproject)

I am lonely, yet not everybody will do. I don’t know why, some people fill the gaps and others emphasize my loneliness.
Anaïs Nin (via danger)

(Source: durianquotes)