Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

—Anaïs Nin (via kushandwizdom)

I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out.

You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.

You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else.

"you’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness" 

i love you

(via supersecretcourtneyclub)

(Source: stayygone)

The axe forgets; the tree remembers.

African proverb (via futurepharaohs)

This is a Zimbabwean proverb from the Shona tribe, meaning that a person who harms another or borrows from someone will often forget, but the person who is harmed or borrowed from will always remember.

(via sweetheartpleasestay)

(Source: journalofanobody)

creativelylostinneverland:

madelinelime:

When I was a kid I thought your 20s were supposed to be fun, not filled with perpetual anxiety about financial stability and constantly feeling like an unaccomplished piece of shit. 

That’s because it was fun for baby boomers and they basically gave us this impression it would always be like that, but then they ruined the economy.

Preach

(Source: curseofthefanartlords)

I have been stained by you and corrupted.

—Virginia Woolf, from The Waves (via violentwavesofemotion)

(Source: kurtsmilk)

She was a compulsive pessimist, always looking for the soft brown spot in the fruit, pressing so hard she created it.

—Amy Waldman, The Submission (via r-enatus)

(Source: larmoyante)

The Master Sword

(Source: hyliansword)

Falling in love with yourself first doesn’t make you vain or selfish, it makes you indestructible.

—Things I’ll teach my children  (via suchvodka)

(Source: infl4ted)

(Source: shoujoromance)

I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out.

You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.

You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else.

pain-of-perfection:

tigg00bitties:

dynastylnoire:

tuejjlaz:

intoxicated-ambivalence:

downfalls:

Holy shit

holy shit

Holy shit.

tears

Relevant.

Holy shit

pain-of-perfection:

tigg00bitties:

dynastylnoire:

tuejjlaz:

intoxicated-ambivalence:

downfalls:

Holy shit

holy shit

Holy shit.

tears

Relevant.

Holy shit

(Source: wordsbyms)

The thing that most people don’t realize about depression,
is that it doesn’t warn you when it’s going to hit.
There is no ‘trigger warning’ for when you look at the paint
on your walls, and slip so far into your own mind
that you can’t feel yourself anymore.

Friday, July 25, 2014. 2:21 PM (via wordsaremywhiskey)

softgrungeloki:

real friends - sixteen

softgrungeloki:

real friends - sixteen