some days you can’t tell whether its six in the morning or six at night. some days you don’t give a shit. some days the light doesn’t leave the room. 

some days you can’t tell whether its six in the morning or six at night. some days you don’t give a shit. some days the light doesn’t leave the room. 


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Some days I don’t hate my body. Today is one of those days.

Some days I don’t hate my body. Today is one of those days.


"Please forgive me if I don’t talk much at times. It’s loud enough in my head."
— (via cclbaldwin)

hadaes:

dpicchiophotos:

I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 
It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project. 

that’s amazing dude

hadaes:

dpicchiophotos:

I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 

It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project. 

that’s amazing dude



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"Dear past me..."
Anonymous

Dear past me,

I’m really glad you’re still here. You’re stronger than you think, and I’m really proud of you. I know things got pretty dark there for awhile. I’ll never forget the day, you almost let the darkness win. I know how hard and scary it was. People don’t understand just how terrifying it is to switch between the desire to die and the desire to live, because sometimes they are equally frightening.
But you’re still here, and even though you’re still going to struggle, sometimes things will get better. Promise.



I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.

Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
Dear [insert URL here],


elenamorelli:

{ a song of grass and trees and clouds }


"Perhaps it is
merely a speculation
I’ve embedded in my mind
that people will never be able to
love me enough
for I am so temperamental
and sometimes,
reckless.
But my best friends choose
their boyfriends over me
and my exes chose their exes
every single time.
So here I am
choosing myself
over everyone else
for I should always be
my own first choice,
right?"

A Story A Day #201 by M.D.L

(via mingdliu)



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Track Title: Major League Bullshit

Artist: Two Knights

Album: Shut Up

Two Knights- Major League Bullshit

Just fucking listen. You can hear my brain ruin me with the truth I tried to bury because I’m too weak to face it. You left because of me. You’re never coming back because of me. You regret me.