A place to be free.

I'm Kaprielle, this is my space and it's where I vent. It tends to sway more towards self harm and the like but, fuck it I don't really care that much because it's how I feel and what I think. The forest is my true home and my friends are my real family. The moon and stars are my sun and clouds and honestly I hate the fucking sun. The darker side of things are my side of the tracks. So just sit back load a bowl and watch the witchy-goth go.

[restingcxntface]

Cuteness is gonna be happening on my premium snap later tonight! Dm to purchase to see the set 💖

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Impromptu giveaway? Get this post to 1000 notes and I’ll pick 5 random reblogs that’ll get a free vid (of your choosing) from my available sets 🌸

[poems-and-word]

[i-am-nothing-to-everything]

Kill me

I don't know why I only message you here but I do. I miss you. Immensely. Please death come for me in my sleep.

[twitterlols]

[reallyuncomfortable]

I hate myself I hate my body I hate my hair I hate everything about me I want to be dead

[wordsnquotes]

When someone cries so hard that it hurts their throat, it is out of frustration or knowing that no matter what you can do or attempt to do can change the situation. When you feel like you need to cry, when you want to just get it out, relieve some of the pressure from the inside - that is true pain. Because no matter how hard you try or how bad you want to, you can’t. That pain just stays in place. Then, if you are lucky, one small tear may escape from those eyes that water constantly. That one tear, that tiny, salty, droplet of moisture is a means of escape. Although it’s just a small tear, it is the heaviest thing in the world. And it doesn’t do a damn thing to fix anything.

Chase Brooks, Hello, My Love 2: First Love Deserves a Second Chance (via wordsnquotes)

[i-am-nothing-to-everything]

I. Am. Alive. I am Kaprielle Novella Marie Watt and nothing will bring me down.

[inkskinned]

What if I am too scared to ever kiss you? What if one day you walk down the hallway and your hand is in someone else’s, what if they are the one to push back your brown hair and look into those wide eyes and nibble on the soft curve of your chin - what if one day we are sitting on the floor of your room and you are talking about him and I realize that I am out of time, I am out of opportunities, that because of my own fear, you will never ever love me - what if in the late night when I have finally given up on you, when I am trying to teach myself to be happy you have someone who makes you smile - what if then you call me up, drunk, tongue too heavy for liquor to carry so you slur out that you used to love me so hard that you had chipped yourself on the edge of my teeth but were too convinced that I didn’t feel the same way so you pulled back, trying to salvage our friendship what if I have to laugh and tell you to go to bed, what if I have to sit there as you hand the phone over to your more-sober beau as he chuckles and tells me that he’ll fight me if he has to, what if I have to pretend I am joking when I say “watch out, I’ll destroy you” what if as the years wear on you never really get around to breaking up with him, what if I stop being your best friend what if I have to watch you marry him on a day that smells like cherries and air that is springtime warm and skies that are so clear you wonder if god distilled the clouds that day - what if I am up at the alter, not as your significant other but as one of the party what if I lose you no matter what action I take? I either wait to break myself later or break us today.

“I really like my best girl friend but she has no idea. It’s been a year and I honestly don’t know what to do.” /// r.i.d (via inkskinned)

You try and either succeed or you are smashed to bits on the rocks of their rejection.

[i-am-nothing-to-everything]

Im a shit person I know, But I've accepted it

[i-am-nothing-to-everything]

When you’ve been fighting relapse since april and then you realise that the person you fought for doesnt care, they wont see your body and they wont notice the new scars. Its so easy to let go and let the physical pain and blood take away all of the emotional pain. Its like a fresh breath of air after months of being stuck in a volcano. Its amazing how quickly one can revert. Call me weak, I dont really fucking care, Im coping as best as I can when theres no one I feel comfortable enough to talk to about whats going on inside my head.

[wnq-writers]

I want your Monday morning sleep soaked eyes, dream drenched voice, lazy bones ‘five more minutes please babe.’ 
I want your Tuesday afternoon stretching break, glasses off, laughter on, ‘just hold me for a while, it’s been a hard day.’
 I want your Wednesday evening fingers through you hair, teeth biting nails, neck extended, eye glazing, ‘this paperwork never ends’
 I want your Thursday night wine for two, bones unbind, muscles let loose, flats, slacks, ‘just me and you’
 I want your finally Friday full soul smile, sun sipping light from the glaciers in your eyes, fingers unfurl, hand extends, ‘come on babe, lets go wild’
 I want your weekend, your movie marathon Saturday, reading by the fireplace, making love in the blankets 
I want your Sunday morning orange juice and cereal with blueberries, white sheets, tender skin, hair so friendly it’s standing up waving, ‘let’s not get out of bed today.’
 I want your ordinary and your stress, rest, release I want your bad day and that terrible night I want you drunk in my arms forgetting the place but never my name 
I want your lazy and your lonely and your fist full of fight I want you everyday in every way for the rest of my life. I want forever as partners, husband and wife. I want our love to always come first. I’m yours on bended knees.

mardybryant (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

I understand that I will never take her place in your heart because I know how it feels to find someone who, regardless of their imperfections you think is flawless. Someone who you keep letting in. They break your heart, they tear you down, they prove that they don’t love you. You’re always hoping that this time they will, but baby, they can never love you, not the way someone like you is meant to be loved. Because this kind of loving is giving someone the universe and knowing they won’t even give you a single star. It’s shattering yourself to pieces in order to put them back together. To make them happy, to see them smile for a second before turning to look at someone else. So trust me, I know that you will never love me but I can’t help believing that someday you will. But I do not EXPECT anything, because I know that this kind of loving is never ever returned, but I’m hoping that we might be the exception.

dramallama1103, letters I never sent  (via wnq-writers)

[wordsnquotes]

In nature, nothing is perfect and everything is perfect. Trees can be contorted, bent in weird ways, and they’re still beautiful.

Alice Walker   (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone.

J.R.R. Tolkien (via wordsnquotes)

[thelovejournals]

I made myself from all the love you no longer wanted.

Iain S. Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via thelovejournals)

[wnq-writers]

She wants someone to care about her, but she’s too scared to let anyone in. Yet, she wonders why she’s alone all the time.

letswakeupworld  (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

I got nothing in my mind except muted rage, silent wars and thirsty desires of a happy life.

Maram Rimawi (via wnq-writers)