I'm beginning to hate everything slowly.Day by day I slip away more and I don't know how to stop myself. I don't know how catch myself this time. I feel so hopeless and already so gone. I can't figure out what the hell is wrong with me.

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I'm beginning to hate everything slowly.Day by day I slip away more and I don't know how to stop myself. I don't know how catch myself this time. I feel so hopeless and already so gone. I can't figure out what the hell is wrong with me.
If you repeat something over and over again it loses its meaning For example: You watch the sun set too often, it just becomes 6 PM. You make the same mistake over and over; you’ll stop calling it a mistake If you just wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, one day you’ll forget why
Phil Kaye from Repetition (via help-n-quotes)
you came into my life and quieted my mind. the moment i met you the nightmares stopped. the monsters that used to haunt my dreams were quickly replaced by visions of your chocolate eyes. it was like my mind knew you would keep me safe before i did.
i fell in love too fast for this to be anything but fate// 4am
You Are Not
You are not
your past.
You are not
your mistakes.
You are not
your struggles.
You are not
your insecurities.
You are not
your negative thoughts
that constantly
pound
inside your head.
You are not
your nightmares.
You are
your beautiful day dreams
of running in meadows with
flowers, the
sound of
ocean waves, or the
memories of smelling
baked goods.
You are
those moments when you
dance, and
twirl magically in the
rain,
and laughing without a care in the world.
You are
those moments when you
crank up the music, and
sing to
your favorite song.
You are
the sigh you exhale
when you see the
gorgeous view
after climbing a mountain.
You are your true self
when you talk about
your passions,
goals, and
dreams in life.
You are
your beautiful smile.
You are
the sound of
your uncontrollable
laughter.
So you see
these negative statements you say about
yourself
don’t define
who you are;
because you are
so much more
than the negative words
you say about
yourself.
“Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times? As if something was left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells… and then, when you look at the book again, many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book has preserved you like a pressed flower - both strange and familiar.”
— Cornelia Funke.
i dont want you so you can fill my empty voids i want you because you make the smallest things enjoyable you make the unbearable bearable
“I am not okay, I whisper to myself under my breath. No one hears me.
I am not okay. I am not okay. I am not okay.
It has become my mantra, something that I’ve grown accustomed to telling myself. I have become so overwhelmed with the feeling of everything falling apart. As if I’m in slow motion and I just watch the strings that hold the universe together come undone.
One by one.
I am not okay.
I know this feeling too well. It’s like a ghost or maybe an imaginary friend from my childhood. No one else can see it. But it haunts me. It follows me.
I am not okay.
The wind blew fiercefully and I felt it pelt my skin. I felt it freeze my hands. I felt my body go numb.
I am not okay.
I spend nights crying softly on the floor of my bathroom. I spend nights wondering why I was created and why I was meant to feel the way I do.
I am not okay.
Everything is shifting inside of me and everything is hurting
and because of that
I am not okay.”
—sw
November 5
Time, time– it is passing, and I’m trying to save it, or at least enough, but all I do is steal, thieving minutes from myself– I must steal to keep up because these days, I fear I’m losing time, losing pieces of my life. They drift away when I’m not watching, until all that has passed seems like nothing, and I am no longer fixed to the ground beneath my feet.
Do not allow him to consume you. If he does not call, go to sleep. If he does not message, put your phone away and have a fantastic day anyway. If he acts distant when you are with him and refuses to tell you what is wrong, don’t wait for him, go home and do something you love. If he tries to insinuate you do not need your friends now that you have him, spend more time with your friends. If he tries to teach you a lesson through the silent treatment, ignore him completely. If he plays with your feelings constantly, walk away from him. If he acts like your body is his entitlement when you are not ready, walk away from him. If he says terrible, unforgivable things and threatens to leave you after every argument, walk away from him. If he forbids you from doing anything you love, walk away from him. If he claims ownership of your accomplishments, walk away from him. If he demeans you or disrespects your being a girl and refuses to stop when you tell him it hurts, walk away from him. I cannot stress this enough, you live for yourself first. He is a secondary character in the story of your life. Do not allow him to turn you into a secondary character in your own book
Nikita Gill, Advice for Teenage Girls Finding Their Way Through Love (via thelovejournals)
All my life I’ve heard about that spark, that electricity, that something you feel when you finally touch the person you are meant to be with. I’d never really believed in it, till I felt it on my skin. I wouldn’t described it as electricity, I would rather tell that is more like this magnetic force that pulls you -all of you, your skin, your flesh, your bones, even your soul- towards that someone. It is kind of incredible, how a person -just like you- can make you feel all this things. But the moment he touched my hand, I swear to God, it felt so good. And then the first time we hugged I think I heard fireworks. And it feels so so good, it is like a drug. You just want to keep feeling it. You want to be tied to that person forever because something as simple as their skin on your skin can make you feel like the world its a better place and that everything will be okay. So yeah, now I believe in the spark between lovers hands.
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You piss me. I don't think you understand that you have a kid on the way. The things you buy are seriously pointless and a waste of money. We need to start saving up. Like 5 1/2 months is not long at all I don't get why you don't get that.. Smh..
tell me every terrible thing you’ve done and let me love you anyway. show me the darkest shadows of you and let me love you anyway. let me see how fractured you truly are so i can fill your cracks with my love. don’t push me away in fear of your darkness. let me love it instead.
j.e.b. ((i love you means all of you.))
Forever exists, but we don’t exist forever. But I’m yours for our piece of forever.
-fna (via herlittleblvckbook)
Ever since the first day I saw you, I noticed your personality. You were funny and smart and sometimes a little loud. But there was a part I didn’t know about you, that was when you were quiet and kept to yourself. I always wondered what was going on in that pretty head of yours when you were quiet. And how you looked, all tall and well dressed with dimples the size of a moons crater. Everything you did made me smile, and it still does. So here I am telling you how I feel in hopes that there’s a slight chance you feel the same. And if you don’t, that’s ok because it doesn’t matter if you break my heart, I will still love you.
- to you (via heavyxdirtysoul)
I love you with every ounce of my being. I cannot deny the sparks that fly when I am with you. When you touch me, I get chills throughout my entire body. When you look into my eyes, I can feel the love you have for me and it excites me. You are my one and only and I will fight until the day I die to keep you in my life, no matter the cost.
I will fight for you (via psychxtic-hearts)
You’re so impossible to describe. You make me forget about all the bad thing with just one glance. Your arms are so strong and they hold me so tight and it’s these moments: Held in your embrace My head on your chest, feeling your heart beating My fingers intertwined in yours. It’s these moments when I find myself falling for you. I know I’ve tried to stay away from falling again, but inwardly I cannot help but feel like there’s no other way to describe this feeling. Because there is no better place to be than with you. Your hands fit perfectly into the spaces between my fingers and these memories are what keep me awake through the day. Your fingers tracing circles on my skin. Our legs; an entanglement of limbs.
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I think I like all kinds of sounds but your voice is my favourite sound.
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