i wonder how people describe me when they’re talking about me to someone who’s never met me

(Source: urbancatfitters, via verticaliciouss)

From childhood’s hour I have not been. As others were, I have not seen. As others saw, I could not awaken. My heart to joy at the same tone. And all I loved, I loved alone.

-Edgar Allan Poe (via feellng)


I’ve met some pricks in my time but you are the fucking cactus.

(via pizza)