I am a paradox. I want to be happy, but ponder on things that make me sad. I’m lazy, yet ambitious. I don’t like myself, but I also love who I am — what I stand for. I say I don’t care, but I actually do. I’d like to socialize more, but it exhausts me to the point where I seek complete isolation. I crave attention, but reject it when it gravitates my way. I’m a conflicted contradiction; if I can’t figure myself out, the possibility of others being able to are highly unlikely.

In dutch you don’t say “I love you”, you say “godver mijn klote fiets is alweer gejat” which is like “our hearts will be together forever, even when we’re apart”, I love that. Such a beautiful language.
― (via narcoticdrew)
I’ll marry a man who knows how I take my tea, coffee, and alcohol
And knows when to make which.
grettypop (via grettypop)


I’m constantly just torn between wanting to grow up and move out and live on my own and do everything by myself but then other times want to still be able to just stay at home and sleep and do nothing with my life.

(Source: hi)

I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do; I learned to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of ‘living a lie’. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable.
― Lynn Barber, An Education (via tahom)

(Source: larmoyante)