I stay up just late enough until I am just exhausted enough that I can fall into my bed and sink into immediate slumber. Because I can’t stand lying in a bed in a dark room alone with just my thoughts for so many hours and hours.
— Unknown (via wet-violet)
I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald (via perfect)