The very essence of romance is uncertainty.
—Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest and Other Plays (via feellng)
Who hurt you so much that you started to hate yourself?
—Midnight thoughts (what made you so sad)
my personal style is called “i don’t have the money for my preferred aesthetic”
Who the hell said you no longer had it in you?
—Charles Bukowski (via feellng)