Euphoria in a sense; a heart that explodes into a supernova. 

Don’t ask for guarantees. And don’t look to be saved in any one thing, person, machine, or library. Do your own bit of saving, and if you drown, at least die knowing you were headed for shore.

— Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury (via christopherevan)

Yes, I love you back.


I just can’t put it into words. But I know that it’s a feeling that you can whisper to each other from heart to heart without saying it aloud.

2:03 am 03-18-14


Thinking about how miserable and frustrating it is when you know you exist but never really living life.