“But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.”
Margaret Atwood (via rabbitinthemoon)
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“But some people can’t tell where it hurts. They can’t calm down. They can’t ever stop howling.”
Margaret Atwood (via rabbitinthemoon)
I follow back everyone!
me if i ever get sent to prison
$20 for a selfie with me
but I can go to the dumpster for free
A huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders.
i’m glad the shit that lives in the ocean lacks the ability to leave the ocean because most of it is scary as fuck
I don't even know how I fuck things up, but I do.
Why can't I ever just accept things?
I think that if I ever have kids, and they are upset, I won’t tell them that people are starving in China or anything like that because it wouldn’t change the fact that they were upset. And even if somebody else has it much worse, that doesn’t really change the fact that you have what you have.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower (via feellng)
Gonna finally do it tonight. I'm done. I have no one left. I'm all alone.
Who did that to you? Who fucked you up so bad, emotionally and mentally that you’ve completely shut down anyone who tries to help you. You don’t talk about your feelings, you push kind people away, and you let negative people in. You refuse to open up and let someone love or care about you. Who fucking did that to you?
Things I wish I could say to you (via shutdownthecity)
I want cuddles. I want to have his warm rough hands protectively grasping my waist bringing me closer with every breath he takes, every once in a while trailing his fingers up and down my arm and occasionally playing with my hair, my head perfectly fitting underneath his chin burying myself into his chest. Feeling his warm soft breath upon my head giving me a sign of comfort.