scndering:

and it breaks your heart, again… after your heart was so broken that you thought it could never get any more broken. you thought it was safe, but it still, somehow, finds a new way to break. because, even though you’re the one who asked for this, now that you’ve got it, you are completely adrift with no compass, or map, or sense of where to go, or what to do. so you go to vietnam. you think you might find community, a connection to something bigger, but… you don’t. in fact, you feel even more alone than you were before you left. but… you survive. you learn that you can survive being alone.

diane nguyen, the dog days are over (5.02)

coseaacasoo:

perfect blue / satoshi kon

protectts:

mogliedileopardi:

Mi sento come quei geni trasandati e mal vestiti che spesso indossano sempre gli stessi indumenti. Sul modo di vestire ci sono, sull'essere un genio devo ancora lavorarci

b1tek1:

iopienodime:

j4m311:

di mio padre ricordo il suo non saper amare

di mio padre non ricordo nemmeno la voce

yellowsottomarino:

piú cerco di dimenticarti piú mi manchi

alluvioni:

alluvioni:

Feelings.