❝for I am nothing but a statue watching you come and go.❞ she refuses to let go of him, he refuses to know of her existence

in which a girl pours her inner most thoughts to a recording machine

Xavier doesn't speak; he writes.

Charlie doesn't speak, so he paints.

dear stray eyelashes, ladybugs, dark tunnels, wishbones, dandelions, pennies, shooting stars, 11:11, and birthday candles, when will you do your job?

We look up at the same sky and we see the same thing and suddenly, it's not so lonely anymore.

The diary of a girl who wants to blow up the world.

Japanese quotes composed together to make a simple book~ Follow me on instagram!: http://instagram.com/ghoulgasms

the kind of poems you only write when it's raining and 3am. book cover design by @_wacKo x

What if the only thing you have left is just a piece of paper? Well, more of a whole stack of papers, a thousand to be exact. Origami is the only thing for the one who folds again and again, one paper bird at a time. It's the only hope this person has who has fallen into the depression of knowing nothing will ever change, alone with no one to catch them. But it's not until a magical paper world opens up to this person, filled with life and color compared to the dark and gloomy life. The only question is: Will these paper cranes give this person hope once more or will they abandon this person in the darkness?