Actions speak louder than words

It’s the little things that mean the most

These are the pics of its harrowing experience!

“Though I am often in the depths of misery, there is still calmness, pure harmony and music inside me. I see paintings or drawings in the poorest cottages, in the dirtiest corners. And my mind is driven towards these things with an irresistible momentum.”

“One day, you’re 17 and you’re planning for someday. And then quietly, without you ever really noticing, someday is today. And then someday is yesterday. And this is your life.”

Why, why, why…

Just cut the cord. It’s never going to happen…just give it up.

“I like it how your stubble turns my landscape into a map, the red patches, a topography, of all the places you’ve been”

Today fucking sucked…

I just can’t live anymore…

I really just want to die, please let me die