p[syki]c.

sad but rad.✖️✖️

I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still.

— Arthur Rimbaud (via observando)

I’m going to keep going until I succeed — or die. Don’t think I don’t know how this might end. I’ve known it for years.

(Source: doctorwhos, via p-ondsintime)

Fixed. theme by Andrew McCarthy