“At any given moment, life is completely senseless. But viewed over a period, it seems to reveal itself as an organism existing in time, having a purpose, trending in a certain direction.” —Aldous Huxley (via nymphalis)
That awkward moment when it's midnight, and you're pondering over some volumes of forgotten lore, while mourning over your lost lenore, and suddenly there comes a tapping, a gentle rapping on your door. And when you open it up there's darkness, only that and nothing more.
i like the feeling when you can tell if someone is lying to you.
I’m all like