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[melindacarolinee]

i can feel that familiar feeling coming in

like fog wrapping around my body

my eyelids refusing to stay open

my chest becoming heavy

my body getting weaker

i can feel my soul screaming at me

getupgetupgetupgetup

but i’m too tired to fight

i’m too drained to care

so i let myself be prisoner

to this bed like old times

letting sleep take me back to the place

that still haunts my memories

@melindacarolinee ||

i don’t want to fight it anymore

[londonfromparis]

I try not to miss you, because it’s not my place anymore. It just makes me feel stuck. When you miss someone, you can call them, or go see them, you can go tell them, and then you don’t miss them anymore - but I can’t tell you, I can’t see you, I can’t do anything about it. I can’t tell you anything anymore, because I lost you. It’s done, I can’t change anything now. I’m stuck missing you until I don’t.

[no-understxnding]

“Every single fucking piece of me hurts.”

—

[cautiouscapturedcraved]

For some of us, tumblr is this book we’ve written over the years that no one from our personal lives has read, a journal full of everything we would want to share but also enjoy quietly.

[poemswords]

[falsteloo]

It’s complicated because I care and don’t care at the same time

[imposer]

“You used to be my world, now i got my own.”

— B.D (hatin)

[hatin]

there is so much hurt and sadness inside of me and i have no idea how to control it anymore

[hate-deactiv]

i’m like 102% tired

[cripplingthoughts11]

I don’t know what weighs more on my heart, your absence or the fact that I should have moved on along time ago.

Whichever one it is, it’s weighing me down almost every night.

- D.M Muller

[earthysuggestion]

hearing genuine laughter from the people you love is the most healing sound

[justwithmyfriendsonline-deactiv]

please be nice, please please be nice, there’s enough evil shit in this world we don’t need more toxicity and hatred. please just treat people kindly.

[irl-bunny--archive-blog]

alright! i discovered that being mentally ill is not too fun! that was a good learning experience. can i be done now

[imthelesbian-archive-deactivate]

i’m not playing hard to get…i don’t know how to talk

[fuckyeahyoga]

“When I walk, I have an empty, happy brain and I see things.”

—  Maira Kalman

[lilyrcse]

“He is staring at me, but I can’t find it in me to look into his eyes. I focus instead on the water tickling my feet. “When you left,” I say, “I thought I was going to die. There were so many times when I felt like I couldn’t breathe… I tried getting through it. I was good. I talked to people about it. I journaled. I didn’t stalk you on social media. I was good. I tried really hard. But in the end, it was just time. Time healed it. You never really heal from a cut, though, there’s always a scar left, with hardier tissue. But I don’t think I’m hardier. I think I’m more breakable. I think if you loved me and left me now, I wouldn’t - I can’t, I really can’t, live through that again.””

— // lily rose.

[growingfinally]

J.k

[zarathustra-would-be-proud]