yes I overthink but I also over-love

Pat Conroy (via quotemadness)

The whole room when Kendrick takes over

James Frey, A Million Little Pieces (via wordsnquotes)

I watch from a tower in the back of my mind I watch from a window as the living walk by Down below Walking with quiet dreams Walking out quiet day And in my head I might be sorry it makes no difference now I might be wishing I had some place to go Hit the streets Out in search for the self that has left me lying And I never seem to notice It’s too late before I know that all The love inside has been empty The world we made has been ending And like a ghost that hangs around and won’t forgive its earthly sins I’ve carried on this love for you It’s how my body lives My darling How are you? How have you been lately? I only seem to speak to you of superficial things Creator, you destroy me You know my hunger well And yet you starve me Until I’m begging on my knees And these are a few of very many things I can’t begin to say out loud If only this song could carry us on But I know I’m only entertaining myself I felt that even after I’ve been stripped of all my pride There still remains a place for you to crawl up inside To crawl up inside To crawl up inside And I’m out of my mind Out of my mind Murderous bitch I’m out of my mind I’m out of my mind To be in love with you The way that I’m in love with you The way that I’m in love with you   Fuck this and everything we’ve done Fuck you Fuck you and your lies

it’s easy to spot an angel you just gotta start telling a story in a group situation when people are too busy talking over each other to hear you. look for that one person who notices and makes eye contact and smiles encouragingly till you’ve finished talking– that’s the angel. same genus as that friend who, when everyone else is jokily slagging you off about something, notices that one comment has hit a nerve and subtly changes the subject or says something in your defence. these people are pure and go straight to heaven.