(Source: zuraun)
It feels like emptiness when I go out at night. It feels like emptiness, but the emptiness is mine. It feels like loneliness and loneliness is fine :)
Haven’t you been… sensing anything lately… about me… coming from me? Uh, it didn’t occur to you that… something might’ve changed?
(Source: alayne-stones)
Death is on your heels, baby, and sooner or later it’s gonna catch you. And part of you wants it… not only to stop the fear and uncertainty, but because you’re just a little bit in love with it. Death is your art. You make it with your hands, day after day. That final gasp. That look of peace. Part of you is desperate to know: What’s it like? Where does it lead you? And now you see, that’s the secret. Not the punch you didn’t throw or the kicks you didn’t land. Every Slayer… has a death wish. Even you. The only reason you’ve lasted as long as you have is you’ve got ties to the world… your mum, your brat kid sister, the Scoobies. They all tie you here but you’re just putting off the inevitable. Sooner or later, you’re gonna want it. And the second- the second- that happens… You know I’ll be there. I’ll slip in… have myself a real good day.
(Source: wordsandzombies)
“Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping, waiting, and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir. Open it’s jaws, and howl. It speaks to us, guides us. Passion rules us all, and we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love, the clarity of hatred, and the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we can live without passion, maybe we’d know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shuttered and dank. Without passion, we’d be truly dead.”
“Long-Hidden Tears” by:
TheLittleIza
(Source: fuckyeahuncharted)
Have you ever felt?
Like you don’t know what’s going on anymore. Like you don’t care about anything anymore. You’ve lost motivation to do anything. Your mind is set on too many things that you are confused about your feelings, and you can’t explain how you feel either. The feeling of emptiness, and feeling that barely anyone is there for you. Feeling that no one understands you anymore. And it seems like there is nothing to look forward to anymore.
(Source: sammyxjr)
“Forgive me, I’m trying to find my calling.” I’m calling at night. “I don’t mean to be a bother, but have you seen this girl? She’s been running through my dreams and it’s driving me crazy, it seems. I’m gonna ask her to marry me.”
“Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.” - Ernest Hemingway.
Buffy: I have someone in my life now… that I love. It’s not what you and I had. It’s very new. You know what makes it new? I trust him. I know him.
Angel: That’s great. It’s nice… you moved on. I can’t. You found someone new. I’m not allowed to, remember? I see you again; it cuts me up inside, and the person I share that with is me. You don’t know me anymore, so don’t come down here with your great new life and expect me to do things your way. Go home.
(Source: angelfuckyeah)
