Until We Bleed.

I used to name this account "my death is a promise " , I was 16 and all shades of fucked up. I'm 25 now , finally happy but I can't seem to delete this account that hold such a dear place in my suicidal heart. So I'll keep it and will add hopeful things

[chloeescmt]

“Quand on n'a pas l'amour, on se rattrape sur les romans.”

— (via chloeescmt)

[dosesxmimosas]

‪i just want to travel, have good sex & eat good food in every place i go to with the love of my life. ‬

[dontyoureallycare]

”something non-sexual that turns you on?”

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[wnq-anonymous]

My goal in life right now is to be genuinely happy

Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)

[toutcommenceparunbaiser]

Je crois encore en certaines choses. Dont toi.

Lawrence Durrell (via toutcommenceparunbaiser)

[here-now-all-that-matters]

#pastelhair #pinkhairdontcare #picoftheday

[here-now-all-that-matters]

Mon nouveau bb. 💖💖 #newtattoo #loveyoudad #potterhead

[failing-society]

2.15.17

Dear whomever reads this,

It’ll be okay. Just in case you forgot you mattered, I’m here to remind you. I’m also here to tell you that you’re beautiful and worthy of life. Don’t you dare give up, take a breath, and try again.

Sincerely, a friend. x

[verslebonheur-deactivated201706]

J'ai l'impression que ma vie se passe sans moi

Orange is the new black (via verslebonheur)

[ashleymacleanblog]

I once saw a bee drown in honey, and that’s when I realized that the things we love most can sometimes also be the most harmful to us.

it’s a metaphor (via confessing-emotions)

[shdidihrhdjs-deactivated2018081]

I have a tendency to fall in love when I’m falling apart.

t.i // I’m sorry I know I should have let myself heal before confessing my love for you. (via words-she-will-never-say)

[slowillusion]

[thoughtsofla-deactivated2017050]

The fucked up truth is that not everything happens for a reason. We sometimes make the wrong decisions and we’re forced to live with them for the rest of our lives. And I know that I should live with mine. But still, on the loneliest nights, I look up at the stars and I stop and smile. Because although we now walk different paths, although I know that years will pass and we still won’t be together; I’ll always remember that for a brief, fraction of a moment, against all the odds, our stars crossed. And that will always, always be enough.

LA // excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via thoughtsofla)

[think-before-you-speakx]

Feels like everyone is moving on and I'm still standing in the past alone.

[fearofobliviate]

[paranoidinsane]

Kill me

[whorrgasm]

Slit Our Wrists and Send Us to Heaven.

Valentine’s Day (Marilyn Manson)