If You Read, You'll Judge

My name is Salmah. You can call me Sallie.

I'm pretty plain. I don't get enough sleep and i don't eat right. My dreams weigh more than i do and i'm slowly beginning to lose my mind.


At night I trip without you. And hope that I don’t wake up. Cause waking up without you, is like drinking from an empty cup.

Bleahhh

No I am not sad, just having one of those “I dont want to talk to anyone, I dont want to looook at anyone and I certainly wouldn’t want to smile at anyone” phase. I dont want to feel this way anymore but at the same time i just want to be left aloneee. Can I just curl up in a ball and hibernate for a year ?

“stand often in the company of dreamers: they tickle your common sense & believe you can achieve things which are impossible.”

—   Mary Anne Radmacher (via observando)

feverto:

when you know something doesnt fit in the fridge but you force the door shut and let it fall out on someone else

(via gossipinq)

“She’s like smoke: you think you’re seeing her clearly enough, but when you reach for her there’s nothing there.”

—   Ryū Murakami (via britishcunt)

(Source: larmoyante, via suspend)

“I love sleep. My life has the tendency to fall apart when I’m awake, you know?”

—   Ernest Hemingway (via observando)

“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, the saddest are these, ‘It might have been.”

—   John Greenleaf Whittier (via observando)

“The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed.”

—   C.G. Jung (via observando)