redrvnger:

Saw this on Twitter

(via blaksushi)

sharkkboyy:

teenagerposts:

…yeah you cute but are you good for my mental health

This. THIS.

(via notyoubabe)

notyoubabe:

This year taught me to grow. I had to work on my character. On my attitude. It was rough but I’m a different person now. No matter what. I’ll be fine. Life goes on. Always has. Always will.

P.T.

(via notyoubabe)

lightheartedsuggestion:

It wasn’t meant to be. You’re not missing out. Your life has different plans for you.

(via notyoubabe)

whyisfuturesosad:

*sees someone looking at their partner with genuine love and care* need me a freak like tht

(via breathforourlivingsouls)

lifeinpoetry:

Depression has no vanishing point. Instead it spreads out, until the horizon itself is defined by fog. You touch yourself but not even an ache, or a pulse arises. You not only feel nothing; you’ve become nothing. Sensationless, mouthless. Your ear buzzing with flies.

— Anita Olivia Koester, from “Venus is Mummified,” published in Connotation Press

(Source: connotationpress.com, via kirsten-elise)

craved:

“Never underestimate the ability of people to let you down.”

— Dexter.

(Source: alterated, via notyoubabe)

blackshivers:

“I am. I want to be. I bleed away.”

— Jorge Luis Borges, tr. by Tony Barnstone, from “Music Box”

(via a-ltrove)