I am gone quite mad with the knowledge of accepting the overwhelming number of things I can never know, places I can never go, and people I can never be.
― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via hellanne)
Having a bad day? Place your hand over your heart. Feel that? It’s called purpose. You’re alive for a reason. Don’t give up.
my life is just a collection of poorly made decisions with alternative music playing in the background