He who jumps into the void owes no explanation to those who stand and watch.

Jean Luc Godard (via eyelovelisa)

That’s the worst way to miss somebody. When they’re right beside you and you miss them anyway.

Pittacus Lore, I Am Number Four (via bibliophilebunny)

The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. Nearly every cell of hair and skin and bone dies and another is directed to its former place. You are not who you were last November.

Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years (via krissybelle)

(Source: bonvivantx)