The moon was a huntsman, who chased the stars. | Chrissi - 17 - bodymod - reborn straight edge - lovable jerk| making a mess around here | x

no-one taught me to love myself
— six word story #41 (is that seven words? oh well)

(Quelle: sad-butsassy, via sinspitterxvx)



❝City lights, urban sprawl in a place no one should know. Shown no grace, shown no love. These mean streets are meant for none. / Take them back to the start, let the purest of heart know their worth is still spoken.❞
- well tumblr is not instagram, but I still upload dumb selfies

❝Have you ever been in love? […] It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means someone can get inside you and mess you up. You build up all these defenses. You build up a whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out and leaves you crying in the darkness […] Nothing should be able to do that. Especially not love. I hate love. ❞

- Neil Gaiman, The Sandman