Rumi (via sapta-loka)
The wound is the place where the Light enters you.
I’m either happy because of nothing, or sad because of everything.
Unknown (via perfect)
Who sees the human face correctly: the photographer, the mirror, or the painter?
Pablo Picasso (via narobe)
*tries to act cool by not texting back right away but forgets and never texts back*
Yayoi Kusama, HEART, 2013
Spirited Away (2001)