Err.. with brushes & sponges? :D
haha.. can be a little specific? :)
Don’t trust your heart when it is lonely.
I get progressively uglier throughout the day
There’s a part of the brain called the insula that tells when you trust someone or not.
Sometimes the most urgent & vital thing you can possibly do is take a complete rest.
How glorious it is – and also how painful – to be an exception.
I am a collection of dismantled almosts.
Isn’t it fucking terrifying that no matter how many promises they made, no matter how long you’ve been together, someone can get up and walk out of your life without a second thought and you have to carry on living because the world doesn’t stop for any of us.
And you know what you once told me, about how people’s eyes have something honest about them when they’re watching a fire.
There are only two places I want to be—
in Paris, and in your head.
One day you will learn that love does not always betray you.