Desire makes life happen. Makes it matter. Makes everything worth it. Desire is life. Hunger to see the next sunrise or sunset, to touch the one you love, to try again. ‘Hell would be waking up and wanting nothing,’ he agrees.— Karen Marie Moning, Shadowfever (via observando)
What if the one desire you have is for life itself to end?
Always wanted a corner like this to run and hide in. Twinkling lights never fail to make pain and troubles go away for a while and to someone who’s never known what home feels like, a little dreamy corner would be exactly that - home
Human interaction would have to be the biggest ask of me