How can emptiness be so heavy?
Six Word Story (via drupahti)
I love the silent hour of night,
For blissful dreams may then arise,
Revealing to my charmed sight
What may not bless my waking eyes.
Anne Brontë (via observando)
There are things known
and there are things unknown
and in between are the doors.
Jim Morrison, Letters from Joe (via observando)
Worrying won’t stop bad things from happening. It only stops you from enjoying the good.
Unknown (via purplebuddhaproject)