A lost voice can always be found, so long as there is someone listening. This is that lost voice, hopefully, you're listening. This will be random, some of it probably won't make any sense, but isn't that the beauty of one's mind? It doesn't have to make sense because nothing in life really does. So open your eyes, hearts, and minds, and enjoy. :D I take criticism pretty well so please, comment away.


The hours between 12am and 6am
have a funny habit of making you feel
like you’re either on top of the world,
or under it.

Beau Taplin || the hours between.   (via exoticwild)

(Source: afadthatlastsforever)