Not sure what i'm doing here.

I love coffee. I sometimes get excited at night thinking of the coffee I’ll get to drink in the morning. Coffee is reason to wake up. There are other reasons, of course. But coffee is the incentive, at the very least.

—Annie Clark (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: sufjand, via flyingmind)

I always feel guilty if I don’t do a little work every day. If hard work brought you to where you are, then that’s what you have to do twice as hard to stay where you are. The climb isn’t the difficult part; it’s staying.

It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t coma back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain. Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.

—Henry Rollins, The Portable Henry Rollins (via hqlines)