I fall in love with everything, I also hate everything. It’s very hard to be a misanthrope and a romantic.
|—||M. Manson (via esotericallyarcane)|
Sometimes it’s not the butterflies that tell you you’re in love, but the pain.
|—||Unknown (via psych-facts)|
I suppose it’s pointless to think of you at all.
Sylvia Plath (via petite—fleur)