Ken Kesey, One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest (via feierwasduliebst)
Edvard Munch (via felicites)
If I could I would shrink myself,
and sink through your skin to your blood cells,
and remove whatever makes you hurt but
I am too weak to be your cure.
Just because someone loves you doesn’t mean it’ll stop you from wanting to throw yourself off the nearest bridge.