Christina Hoejgaard

But often, in the world's most crowded streets.

But often, in the din of strife, there rises an unspeakable desire after the knowledge of our buried life

- Matthew Arnold, Poet

stonersciles:

I have headaches! I have intense sensitivity to light because there’s something wrong with me physically, not mentally. It’s not that. Listen doctor, my mother is a paranoid schizophrenic who’s been institutionalized. So I know, I know very well what mental illness looks like. Maybe even better than you. And it’s not that, it’s not.

(via genius-dr-spencer-reid)

guy:

dinosaurs didn’t follow my blog and now they’re extinct

coincidence??? i think not

(Source: guy, via gnarly)

How do you feel, Georgie?” whispered Mrs. Weasley.
George’s fingers groped for the side of his head.
“Saintlike,” he murmured.
“What’s wrong with him?” croaked Fred, looking terrified. “Is his mind affected?”
“Saintlike,” repeated George, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. “You see…I’m HOLEY, Fred, geddit?

J.K. RowlingHarry Potter and the Deathly Hallows (via feellng)

y0itskameron:

I’m the type that loves clingy. You can’t sleep at 3 am, maybe 4? That’s okay, call me. I don’t mind if you wake me up. You’re never annoying to me, no matter how many times you call or text me. I love it. I love that you care so much.

(via burningsilverlights)