When I cannot sing my heart, I speak my mind

just for once i’d like to be one of the beautiful people

“Have you ever just lied down in bed? Feeling really sad. And it’s that point where you have stopped crying, but only because there are no tears left. You just lay there, miserable. And all you know is that there’s this misery filling up inside you.”

The Love Whisperer (via psych-facts)

There are some moments in life that cut me so deep,
They took my breath away.
There are people who stabbed me in the back,
Just to see me lose the will to live.

Then there’s you,
You succeeded in protecting my lungs
And my back from wounds.
But I was soo deeply sad,
You couldn’t protect me from myself.
No matter how hard you tried.

– You Tried to Give Me a Necklace to Replace the Rope (via mortal-poems)


Benjamin Carbonne 


Benjamin Carbonne was born in 1970 in France. Self-taught, he invested in 20 years this art, “says” what bothers him, the key to sometimes expresse violence, or that another world and eventually give way to something else in him. The artist paints often tormented beings, this period  of his work will focus on the sometimes sweet and sensitive, but also very often torn, torn or distorted with pain faces, the cry, the need for expression. In 2009, this is the command of a “pieta” that will cause a different body work.

After hitting with intensity expression of what could be more lively, more skinned him like humanity, Benjamin naturally takes this new way to work on the other bodies or faces, revealing all their power in contrast depth and lightness, precision and pictorial space to the imagination.

“What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.”

– (via forebidden)