me myself and pie

alone

[somenigerianbelle]

I low key wish I was pretty. Like really pretty. Like gorgeous. The kind of good looks that have everyone wanting to know who you are and where you came from and wondering how you ended up in the same space as them.

[tired-of-surviving]

sad blog

[conceptualsolitude]

the stars know your name and your face and they love you and they watch your life in excited wait.

[conceptualsolitude]

concept: i am a shooting star, crumbling and burning and falling and falling and falling

[hamishwatson]

yes hello 911 i’m being forced into adulthood and i don’t like it send help

[perrfectly]

There’s so much more to life than finding someone who will want you, or being sad over someone who doesn’t. There’s a lot of wonderful time to be spent discovering yourself without hoping someone will fall in love with you along the way, and it doesn’t need to be painful or empty. You need to fill yourself up with love. Not anyone else. Become a whole being on your own. Go on adventures, fall asleep in the woods with friends, wander around the city at night, sit in a coffee shop on your own, write on bathroom stalls, leave notes in library books, dress up for yourself, give to others, smile a lot. Do all things with love, but don’t romanticize life like you can’t survive without it. Live for yourself and be happy on your own. It isn’t any less beautiful, I promise.

Emery Allen  (via perrfectly)

[fierysuggestion]

progress looks different on everyone

[kaliforhnia]

[carsonreneau]

[jodiefoster]

me about me: when is she gonna stop …………..isn’t she tired..

[hella90s]

[vakent]

[inkskinned]

Can I tell you a secret? You don’t have to be in a relationship.    I mean it. I know they force it down your throat until you choke on it. Girls aren’t pretty unless they’re wanted. Boys aren’t men unless they’re having sex with someone. People aren’t lovable until they’re dating someone.    But a relationship won’t always make you happy, and as wonderful as romance is, it isn’t the only love that exists. I have seen friendships that are deeper and more pure than couples who swear it’s forever - and yet the friendship is the one people ignore.    I have heard so often “nobody loves me” out of the mouths of people who are single. And it kills me because if you ask them: where are your parents, your teachers, your classmates, your pets - they say, yes, okay, but it doesn’t count. Of course it counts, love doesn’t diminish just because someone doesn’t want to have sex with you. In fact, doesn’t it sort of make that love more real that they want nothing - not even a date - out of you?   It is pretty to be in love. It’s magical, I’m sure. But it’s also wonderful to stop for ice cream in your prom dress with six other girls. It’s also wonderful to go visit the world with nothing but a bunch of buddies who are really excited about learning.    The problem is: we’ve made everything about “the one”. But maybe “the one” is just you, loving yourself, having fun, and being happy. Maybe instead of looking for our other halves, we should be piecing ourselves together.   Maybe I wasn’t born unfinished. Maybe I am the one who makes myself better.

Single serving size // r.i.d (via inkskinned)

[saintserah-deactivated20200321]

at 17 or even 32, nobody is worth stressing over, like move on, leave people behind, go find yourself, the world is yours, life goes on.

(via bled)

[docplayspingpong]

no one's ever going to love someone this fucked up

[docplayspingpong]

music is one of the most magical things

[coffeetvhistory]