What's in my head

Novels aren’t just happy escapes; they are slivers of people’s souls, nailed to the pages, dripping ink from veins of wood pulp. Reading the right one at the right time can make all the difference.

—Brandon Sanderson (via burninggravity)

(via farahnurizzati)


I was speaking to a friend in Gaza and he told me that his little cousin is writing her name all over her body with her markers, just in case she gets blown up and no one can identify her. She is 11 years old. 11. The psychological pain and trauma the Palestinian children go through is absolutely repulsive.

(via wanderlust-96)

  • Me: I messed up.. again.
  • God: Come to Me.
  • Me: I'm worthless.
  • God: Come to Me.
  • Me: God couldn't possibly love me after what I've done.
  • God: Come to Me.