“ So many times, so many as now, it has oppressed me to feel myself feel — to feel anguish just for feeling, to feel the restlessness of being here, the nostalgia of something I’ve never known, the sunset of all emotions, myself yellowing, subdued to grey sadness in my external self-awareness ”

—    Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via pro-solitude)

(via indifferrentia)

“ Growing apart doesn’t change the fact that for a long time we grew side by side; our roots will always be tangled. I’m glad for that. ”

—    Ally CondieMatched (via feellng)