my cellar door.


I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot even explain it to myself. Franz Kafka (via sacren)

(Source: bey-lee, via onirica)


5 months ago // 43,841 notes
I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem. Jaime Gil De Bieda  (via lichtenbergfigure)

(Source: oofpoetry, via dymy-nad-miastem)


6 months ago // 8,012 notes