polaroid of polaroids.

(via fuckyeahhlove)

(via fuckyeahhlove)

i am bloody hell depressed, and im writing this under the effects of alcohol and i may wake up tomorrow feeling happy about one million and one other things but now, im depressed, just fucking let me b.e.

“One boy. One girl. Two hearts beating wildly. To put it mildly, it was love at first sight. He smiled, she smiled and they knew right away: this was the day they have been waiting for all their lives. For a moment, the whole world revolved around one boy and one girl.”
“I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend…I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments…Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend..”

love a little polar bear,no?
“Be patient toward all that is unsolved in your heart and try to love the questions themselves, like locked rooms and like books that are now written in a very foreign tongue. Do not now seek the answers, which cannot be given you because you would not be able to live them. And the point is, to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer.”


and i wished for love,
and i wished for you.