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all is well; all will be well

[blistexenthusiast]

Where Your Arrival Is Postponed, Ju Young Kim

[cyberxbattalion]

[wordedarchive]

They say August is a good time for a man to go crazy.

Yusef Komunyakaa via wordedarchive

[soracities]

Charles Wright, from "Thinking of Georg Trakl", Country Music: Selected Early Poems [ID'd]

[shisasan]

This morning, the sun endures past dawn. I realise that it is August: the summer’s last stand.

Sara Baume, A Line Made By Walking

[heartwashingmachine]

i feel like people always come to me whenever they need advice or help, but never they ask me if i’m doing okay or not. it’s exhausting sometimes.

[heartwashingmachine]

“i’m more afraid of being nothing than i am of being hurt.”

–cole trickle, days of thunder (1990)

[heartwashingmachine]

the blood will stop and dry, eventually. the wound will heal and it will leave a scar, eventually. the scar will stay and you will forget about it, eventually. but when you stand in front of the mirror, it will stare right back at you, and you will helplessly smile and think, “the storm will pass, the storm has passed, eventually,” eventually.

[cheruib]

hi friends would u be so kind to recommend me some books for the summer.. something that feels nostalgic, familiar, full of ache and love and honest human emotions? something melancholic but hopeful? something that sticks and never leaves?

[heartwashingmachine]

my heart has been feeling a lot tighter these days. i’m suffocating. i feel like there are so many things that i need to tackle. my school. my body. even i don’t feel good about my eating habits lately though it actually helps with my savings plan. my family, my mother, my siblings. i don’t know who to talk to. i don’t want to talk to my mother nor my sister. i can’t talk to my friends because it’s just embarassing. i’m ashamed. all i can do is just writing, reading, watching, anything but talking with somebody. i don’t feel good.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— virginia woolf , carlyle's house and other sketches (via letsbelonelytogetherr)

[cyberxbattalion]

[unicorn-wrath]

[heavensghost]

words from mean guy by Genevieve stokes

[heartwashingmachine]

you’re dirty sweet and you’re my girl

[zainmehdi19]

Sometimes its okay to cry. Not that customary weep just because you’ve been hurt over something particular. But that cry when you’ve been dealing with life all on your own for quite some time, when your emotions have been drenched and gasped right through your heart, when you don’t have one of your parents to pat your back or to tell you its going to be okay, maybe the etchy guilt to have made someone feel bad about themselves, or when you can not bear the burden in your chest anymore and your soul feels way too heavy. Just take a deep breath. And let it all go, the burden, the misery,  the sorrow and pain accumulating in your chest for far too long. And forming roots within its cavity. Cry, not for help, but to make sure you still feel. You don’t have to be one of those pretentious beings out there. There’s no need to hold it in anymore, and sleep with a heavy heart. It’s okay. It may feel like a long night, but when the sun shines through the clouds, and refracts right into your window that’s when it’ll hit you that there’s always light no matter how dark or scary the night gets. The shrill clucks will wake you up. Make some freaking pancakes. Or some eggs too. And please no bacon. It’s just a few bad days, weeks, or years. But in the end It’s all going to be okay. And fall right into place for you. Every good thing takes time..

-Zainmehdi19