Heartbroken;

I'm Melony Ranea Just another heartbroken, hopeless soul, living a fucked up life, in a fucked up world... Coffee and cigarettes please

[akuawaist]

Dezha Glasses - The Body Glass

dezhapremiumglasses

[bled]

[thepersonalquotes]

[recoverr-deactivated20220605]

maybe there is no best version of myself. just me, right now, vulnerable and tired and hopeful, willing to show up regardless of what it looks like.

[twloha]

Thank you for showing up. We know it isn’t easy.

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

My anxiety is silent. You wouldn’t even notice a change on the outside but I’m honestly so stressed I can’t even manage simple tasks. People call me lazy when in reality I’m just overwhelmed.

Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[l-da]

My heart shatters into a milion of pieces.

[thepersonalquotes]

My own heart fucks with me.

[cheruib]

there’s literally nothing more fun than being kind????? like? making someone feel loved and appreciated and seeing them smile and hearing them giggle?? sign me the fuck up

[poetic-pics]

Here comes the feeling…

[approvers]

[thinkingsilencee]

“incredible how a heart teared into pieces still functioned.”

[juansendizon]

“I’m not always happy, and I think that’s good for my mental health. Just simply allowing the happiness to go and the happiness to leave. That’s pretty much what happens when it comes to choosing to live a simple life. The grind, the hustle, and the struggle to be more happy and satisfied and enough felt really toxic to me. I’m okay with the small steps I take every day to maintain my inner peace. I’m okay with inner peace being my success. I’m okay with living like this even if some people may not understand, and I really don’t care.”

— Juansen Dizon, Peaceful Growth

[buildyourcastleinthe-sky]

“I don’t want to be here anymore”

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[iambrillyant]

“but you see, no matter how much love i have for you and no matter how much time i’ve put into our connection, i could never tolerate mistreatment. i could never stay for what pushes me to leave. the thought of losing you doesn’t scare me as much as the thought of losing myself.”

— iambrillyant

[unbeknwn]

No one will know the violence it took to become this gentle.

[ink-and-oceans]

“How could I lay down my cards when you left marks on my most intimate parts and scars on the beaten pieces of my heart.”

— tara love / a poem written on the broken pieces of my heart - part 2

[thegoodvybe]