We all die anyway.

My friend just said she heard me laughing while I was in the shower, really I was purging.

I’m really surprised at how good a start to spring break I just had, I went on a date and he made me forget why I was even sad.

It’s over for me, I’ve lost the only thing I’ve been fighting for.

I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news.

John Muir (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: explore-everywhere, via livingggg)

She was a compulsive pessimist, always looking for the soft brown spot in the fruit, pressing so hard she created it.

—Amy Waldman, The Submission  (via rabbitinthemoon)

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