My name is Kristine. Someday I will be a children's counselor, until then I am the night manager at a fast food restaurant. Helping people is my drug. My tumblr is about as random as I am.

If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.

—Sylvia Plath (via youmaybeoffended)

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I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.

—Sylvia Plath, The Journals of Sylvia Plath (via furys)

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mrcraabs:

roses are red

violets are blue

sunflowers are yellow

i bet you were expecting something romantic but no this is just gardening facts

You’re naked inside your fear
You can’t take back all those years
And shots in the dark from empty guns
Are never heard by anyone
Never heard by anyone

Inside your head
No one’s there
And I don’t think I’ll ever be
And I don’t care

—Naked - Goo Goo Dolls (via noahkiin)

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Humans punish themselves endlessly for not being what they believe they should be. They become very self-abusive, and they use other people to abuse themselves as well.

—Don Miguel Ruiz  (via thefreenomad)

invisiblechickens:

lookattheprettythings:

The kiss of death.

This astonishing sculpture forms part of Barcelona’s Poblenou Cemetery.  The Kiss of Death (El Petó de la Mort in Catalan and El beso de la muerte in Spanish) dates back to 1930. A winged skeleton bestows a kiss on the lips of a handsome young man: is it ecstasy on his face or resignation? Little wonder the sculpture elicits strong and varying responses from whoever gazes upon it.

this is the most beautiful thing i think i have ever seen wow

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