Mammi_99

20/Maori/Drugsarethebest

[naturaekos]

“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand…”

—

[disgustinggf]

if i were a butterfly, i'd sit on his nose <3

[sa-dnesss]

“I think I hide it pretty well. I think I make them all believe I am alright because I am functioning, but I don’t feel functional and when they ask if I’m okay, I’ll be honest. I’ll be honest but they won’t listen because no one truly wants to know.”

— no one knows me

[perfectfeelings]

“I’m often silent when I’m screaming inside.”

—

[perfectfeelings]

“You never realize how badly someone treated you until you explain it to someone else.”

—

[understands]

[brokenflicker]

"I just want to be okay for a day. I want to wake up and be happy to be alive. I want to enjoy the company of people around me. I want to look in the mirror and be happy with what I see. I want to breathe the air freely and enjoy life."

— things people with mental illnesses wish they could do

[cobrastylle-deactivated20200707]

[presidentofthehotgirlclub]

me going through a hard time: let’s apply more lipgloss

[dioraura-deactivated20200527]

I can’t wait until I have my own mini me someday.

[bellucci-bella]

Monica Bellucci in Vita coi figli (1990)

[tkkatherineblog]

Inst @viancasoleil

[yellowmotorola]

https://www.instagram.com/p/B7wcoKCHG7V/?igshid=1bmpz6itq6vwc

[pearltiare]

these songs and specific lyrics helped me through so much heartbreak… hope this works for every lovely going through shit on this site. love u lana.

[srta-mimadinha-deactivated20191]

[aqua-genesis]

💫𝓦𝓪𝓿𝓮𝓼💫

[thecoppersun]

[pol-ar-ity]

There wasn’t yelling. There wasn’t fighting. There wasn’t “fuck you” and “I never loved you” and “I’m not going to miss you.”

There were two tired hearts. Still beating, but no longer in sync. Four eyes that never seemed to meet at the same time. Twenty fingers that no longer entwined. Two pairs of lips that hadn’t met in months.

So we said goodbye. We said we’d keep in touch. We said “good luck,” and we meant it. And it hit me:

I spent so long being mad at you, that I forgot you were human, too. That we were both flawed. That I loved you, I loved you, I loved you.

I still do.

“i’m sorry for not realizing you were doing your best”