[thewordsyouneverunderstood]

To the girl I was back in high school:

I know you feel that you’ve wasted a lot of your youth on people and things that today don’t hold any real significance in your life. You fought against the world for those you loved and in the end there still was not enough room for them. So they went on with their lives and in your own ways, you did too. You fell in love at fourteen and convinced yourself that you were placed on this earth to love him above all else. And so you did. By the time it was over, you had tied too much of your existence to his and the days felt longer without him. This was the first war you fought with the world. At sixteen you fell in love again with a boy who sincerely and genuinely loved you. Even then it wasnt enough for you to stay. And for the first time the heartbreak wasn’t yours. It doesn’t make you selfish to have chosen yourself over love. over him. and so at sixteen you learned about sacrifice. know that even in a world where you don’t end up together, it will always be worth something. I know you lost a lot of people along the way and your life continuously feels emptier without them but think of all the room left for hope and change. because better things are coming even those things you’ve always thought yourself undeserving of. someone loved you then. someone loves you now, someone always will. don’t you ever let yourself forget it. you’re going to fall in love again sometime in the near future. you’ll finish college and have children. I know you worry that you don’t have what it takes but nobody ever thinks they do. I know right now the people who should be closest to you keep growing further away and I know it hurts more than you’re willing to admit but someday you will understand that some people are better loved from afar. your parents aren’t better loved from afar and regardless of what you think they will always love you even if they forget to tell you sometimes. at eighteen the world is a place you aren’t sure you want to live in but you will survive. you will win all of the battles you are fighting someday. and all things, like a work of magic, will fall into place. You’ve just got to believe in it.

[thingsmyxxxsaid]

Things My Exes Said #577 // Submitted by Anon

[thingsmyxxxsaid]

Things My Exes Said #579 // Submitted by Anon

[blossomfully]

In three years time, you’re standing at the crossroads when you see her. She’s got a brown leather bag hanging off one shoulder, and a pearly white ribbon around her neck. Her head bobs along to a song you can’t hear and you find yourself wondering what she sings in the shower these days - what she listens to before falling asleep. She used to joke that singing wasn’t her forte, and that music wasn’t her strength; but you loved her Sunday morning humming; her smile in your mouth, your fingers in her dress. She opens her eyes a little wider and then smiles and gives you a wave. There isn’t much time for talking as you walk past each other and the green man begins to flash. You think her hair looks different, not the colour or the style, but the way it frames her face. She doesn’t look so girlish when she says ‘hey’ and offers you a grin. And when she walks past, you can’t help but turn and watch. You wonder who listens to her talk about the stars at night, or who carries her home when she’s drunk. Three years ago she told you that she loved you. Today you almost say it back.

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #163 // Almost - right? (via blossomfully)

[isntnothing]

I’m in love with this stupid shirt

[lindseyrem]

just wanted to say, veganism is not all or nothing. making even minor compassionate choices makes a significant difference in the world. I’ve been vegetarian for 2+ years, dairy-free for over 1, and never plan to change that. I’d say 95% of my makeup collection is cruelty-free and I emphasize the products that are when I can, since I understand my impact. cheering people on for making ANY change in the right direction is better than shaming them for not doing “enough” because we’re all working towards the same cause. im tryin my best pls know that 🌱

[selenaslyrics]

taylor swift // all too well

[heavensghost]

[thingsmyxxxsaid]

Things My Exes Said // #546 Submitted by Anonymous

[thingsmyxxxsaid]

Things My Exes Said #556 // Submitted by Anon

[angelcandy]

[lumber-jack-white-2]

I love Oprah, but PLEASE stop saying she should run for president (or any other celebrity for that matter). Her work is not in politics, even if she has been poking into the political world more over the years. She is a wonderful, and inspirational woman, but she is not a politician; We need to vote for people who’s entire goal, is to have a career centered on politics. People like Oprah have too much distraction from their prior careers. Our standards should be higher than celebrities who have vague understandings of the political world.

Please support people who are in your cities, towns and states, who have worked hard and had plenty of experience in politics. Vote for them. 

The mere fact that Trump was elected, someone who has no experience WHATSOEVER in politics, should have been the wakeup call that we should NEVER allow for someone so ill experienced, to get into office.

Let Oprah (and whomever else is possibly in the running) be your inspiration, but don’t let them become our next president. Celebrities are celebrities, not politicians.

[methhomework-deactivated2014032]

now that i’m 17 i will only answer to the name “dancing queen”

[summersenstations]

I’m currently in a state of healing. Some days it means waking up and working out, others it’s drinking tea while sitting in the sun and reading, some it’s sleeping in late, others it’s a mix of all 3. The point is I’m healing and I will be ok. We all will be ok.

[olearypoetry]

[moody-co]

Grieving the time you loose because of mental illness is one of the hardest things. Sometimes it’s weeks and a few friends, then sometime it’s months and the special occasions missed and more friends drift away. When it gets into multiple years its no longer about the friends you once had, or the family you were once apart off, it’s just the time. The person you could have been, the people you could have meet, the fun you never had the photos that where never taken. Years stripped from your youth, with no great brave story to say for. People don’t want to hear about the years you “bravely” fought mental illness. Mental illness is so personal that people don’t know how to talk about or what to think of it. It’s too deep, too heavy. It’s not surface stuff.

[knowing]