Veni Vidi Vici
Everyone who terrifies you is sixty-five percent water.
And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes
you cannot even breathe deeply, and
the night sky is no home, and
you have cried yourself to sleep enough times
that you are down to your last two percent, but
nothing is infinite,
not even loss.
realising that we’re almost halfway through the year 2013 and i have literally achieved nothing
realising that you’re reading this almost halfway trough 2014 and still haven’t achieved shit
"They say that I won’t last a day in the real world, I say you wouldn’t survive one night in mine…"
— Danny Worsnop, Asking Alexandria. (via insane-iac)