I'm eighteen years old. I take pictures and I feel like I have to say something, even though I don't really know what exactly that might be. All the photographs on this blog are taken by me. I'm trying to find beauty in the ordinary. I love words, so I reblog quotes. Follow my blog if you like it, I will always check out your blog. Ask me anything you'd like to know. I love getting messages from strangers.
Sometimes we get sad about things and we don’t like to tell other people that we are sad about them. We like to keep it a secret. Or sometimes, we are sad but we really don’t know why we are sad, so we say we aren’t sad but we really are.-Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time (via larmoyante)
My heart does not belong to me, nor to anyone else. It declared its
independence from me before it turned into a stone.-Mahmoud Darwish, excerpt from “From now on you are somebody else” in A River Dies of Thirst (via larmoyante)