When my absence doesn’t alter your life, then my presence has no meaning in it.
unknown (via lifeasasensitivesoul)
A wild longing for strong emotions and sensations seethes in me, a rage against this toneless, flat, normal and sterile life.
Hermann Hesse, Steppenwolf (via thatkindofwoman)
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living, I want to know what you ache for. It doesn’t interest me how old you are, I want to know if you are willing to risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive. I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine. It doesn’t interest me where you live or how rich you are, I want to know if you can get up after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and be sweet to the ones you love. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and truly like the company you keep in the empty moments of your life.
Jon Blais (via thatkindofwoman)
I think I fall in love a little bit with anyone who shows me their soul. This world is so guarded and fearful. I appreciate rawness so much.
Emery Allen (via modernhepburn)