I am made of glass.

"I felt very still and empty, the way the eye of a tornado must feel, moving dully along in the middle of the surrounding hullabaloo.”
- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

Never get rid of the person who understands you more than anyone else.

—Mark Patterson, @Expherience (via kushandwizdom)

(via -justlove)

Sometimes you meet someone and even though you
never liked brown eyes before, their eyes are your now favourite colour.

—Anonymous (via timid)

(Source: thoughtsonfire, via corrupted-columbine)