[halloweenatdusk]

Fuck Summer Witch

[crack-ups]

[thequotejournals]

Owning your story is the bravest thing you will ever do.

Brené Brown  (via wordsnquotes)

[themotivationjournals]

The best portion of your life will be the small, nameless moments you spend smiling with someone who matters to you.

Anonymous (via kvtes)

[troubled]

[crack-ups]

demisourire:

this. (by bawkbawk)

[emptycupboard-blog]

[crack-ups]

emptycupboard:

(by clara z)

[sundownkiss-deactivated20111104]

Your handwriting. The way you walk. Which china pattern you choose. It’s all giving you away. Everything you do shows your hand. Everything is a self-portrait. Everything is a diary.

Chuck Palahniuk (via letters-to-nobody)

[daisyfoxglove]

1. Stop faking your fucking orgasms. Society already tells young men that they run the fucking universe - if they can’t turn your cunt into a shooting star then for god’s sake, let them know about it. 2. Once you’ve stopped faking your fucking orgasms, use this newfound honesty throughout the rest of your life - stop ordering coffee you don’t actually like; stop sitting at a desk and allowing people to treat you like shit in the hopes that a meek attitude will earn you a promotion (it won’t); stop telling people they can finish your food when you’re not actually done yet. These may seem petty, but they add up, just like every orgasm you didn’t actually get to have. 3. If you wanna dance all night, dance all fucking night. Dance all night even if you have work in the morning. The worst that will happen is you’ll drink RedBull all day and look like a zombie - pass it off as a head cold to the real zombies you work with and flick through the embarrassing photos you’re being tagged in as you pretend to take a shit for some peace and quiet. I promise, you’ll remember dancing all night in ten years, not the suspicious way your boss looked at you that morning. 4. If your ass looks big in that, that’s a good thing. 5. You will never be as young as you are this second. Embrace it. 6. Embrace the fact that you’re going to get older. Ask your boyfriend if he will still love you when you’re seventy and your tits are down to your knees. Look forward to this time - seventy year old women are allowed to do pretty much whatever they want, and no-one can stop them. You can carry candy in your bag and not share it with a single soul. You can stay home all day and cross-stitch expletives onto handkerchiefs for your grandchildren and slip them under the table out of sight of the people you raised. You can drink whisky at 10am. Every phase of your life is going to be amazing for different reasons. Embrace that. 7. A lot of people will pretend to love Bukowski. Don’t pretend to love Bukowski if you don’t love Bukowski. It’s overplayed and no-one will mind if you actually like Virginia Andrews instead - the people who do mind are boring.

Some more little life lessons, by Daisy Lola. (via bodypartss)

I love all these- but I actually love Bukowski.

(via brittybum)

[waydowntown]

I am not the first person you loved. You are not the first person I looked at with a mouthful of forevers. We have both known loss like the sharp edges of a knife. We have both lived with lips more scar tissue than skin. Our love came unannounced in the middle of the night. Our love came when we’d given up on asking love to come. I think that has to be part of its miracle. This is how we heal. I will kiss you like forgiveness. You will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms will bandage and we will press promises between us like flowers in a book. I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat on your skin. I will write novels to the scar of your nose. I will write a dictionary of all the words I have used trying to describe the way it feels to have finally, finally found you. And I will not be afraid of your scars. I know sometimes it’s still hard to let me see you in all your cracked perfection, but please know: whether it’s the days you burn more brilliant than the sun or the nights you collapse into my lap your body broken into a thousand questions, you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I will love you when you are a still day. I will love you when you are a hurricane.

Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via narcotaco)

[lucky9]

1. If you like someone, wait. 2. Give lots of compliments, even if you’re shy. Everyone else is too. 3. Change. Get a haircut, try new perfume, get new sheets. Become better than you were before. 4. Eat healthier. Learn to cook something fancy. 5. Get up earlier and watch the sun come up. 6. Wear soft clothes, take a bath, drink something warm. 7. Meet someone new, even just a friend. 8. Become closer with your friends and your family. Call your mother. Cry with your best friend. Tell everyone how much you appreciate them. 9. Keep your room clean. Buy some candles. Let the natural light in. 10. Make a list of reasons why you’ll be better off without them. Believe they are true, because they are. 11. Listen to new music. 12. Write everything you’re thinking and feeling. Write letters. Write happy letters, sad letters, and angry letters, even if you’re never going to send them. 13. It’s okay to be sad, but not forever. Sadness is not as beautiful as music makes it seem. Lack of sleep makes your eyes droopy, not deep. Wake up every morning and tell yourself you’re going to have a good day. 14. Go to the library. Don’t forget to look in the music section. 15. Remove them from your life. Get rid of the things they gave you if they make you sad. They’re not worth it. You will never be happy if you continue to hold on to the things that make you sad. 16. Make new memories. 17. Try to find something to appreciate in everything you do or experience. 18. Being alone is okay, you don’t have to surround yourself with people. 19. Become your own best friend. Buy yourself coffee and drink it alone in a cafe. Take your time. 20. Learn to love every bit of yourself.

How to feel better and become better by me (via)

[sixfootgiraffe]

[allfilmstills]

Matthew Broderick, Mia Sara and Alan Ruck in Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986)

[palebluem0on]

It’s like drowning but you just won’t fucking die.

Urban dictionary definition of unrequited love (via denyromance)

[weltenwellen]

I am missing you most in the silence between songs on my favourite records. Sometimes it takes so long for the music to start.

Andrea Gibson (via souls-entwined)

[wordsalawidder]

Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.

Unknown (via aphreodite)

[wordsthat-speak]

We cling to music, to poems, to quotes, to writing, to art because we desperately do not want to be alone. We want to know we aren’t going crazy and someone else out there knows exactly how you’re feeling. We want someone to explain the things we can’t.

(via wordsthat-speak)

[hedonist--poet-deactivated20240]

Eye contact is a dangerous, dangerous thing. But lovely. God, so lovely.

(via hazelhirao)