il

And I still believe that there is the optimal strategy of living in this world. And growing up doesn’t help me to get rid of this idea.

Like: everything have to be a bit less, than enough. Like: eating a bit less keeps you fit, having sex a little less helps you to be excited.

I belive, that there are such optimal strategies for everything God invented. 

(and I’m too afraid there is none, by the way)

foundingfathersfbconvos:

were-insane-but-not-alone:

jess-ina-box:

1d-potter:

no? just me?



CAN’T UNSEE. WON’T UNSEE. DON’T PARTICULARLY WANT TO UNSEE.

IT MAKES PERFECT SENSE!
At first, I was sad about my lonely day of loneliness.
But then I’m like:
When just woke up, I’m okay, reading a book, drinking some coffee.
But inside,I keep on thinking about him and am like:
I’m ill.
And nobody is coming to visit me