"Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one’s head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace."
- Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
(Source: derbosewolf, via rab-rakha)
Me: Mom...Dad. I've decided to live on my own from now on.
Parents: Ok, cool.
Me: Your luggage is outside
Ehm
Those who say they want to be in a relationship don’t realize how lucky they are to be single. I keep hearing all this shit abt guys n girls fighting j cheating and shit and it makes me stop and realize who happy I am for the first time in abt two years. PHEWWWWWWWWW
