ruth. jess ruth.

needs improvement.

[andhetakesandhetakesandhetakes]

ok goals

[horyu-ji]

[jessabellruth]

Hahahah 😂😂

[ruinedchildhood]

[poems-and-word]

“Open your heart. Someone will come. Someone will come for you. But first you must open your heart.”

— Kate DiCamillo, The Miraculous Journey of Edward Tulane (via books-n-quotes)

[childhoodruiner]

Whatever it takes…

[jessabellruth]

what happens when your worst fear comes true? but not to you, but to the person closest to you. the person you love more than your own being. your person. what do you do? what do you say? 

grief is a tricky bastard. he festers. he lingers. even though he’s tricky, he’s not sneaky. he knows what he’s doing. he comes hurling at you with hurricane force winds. smacks into your chest with the force of a mack truck. you might stare him down awhile. you might surrender to him without warning. then comes the worst part of him. he stays with you. for what feels like forever. you now carry him with you everywhere you go. he sees all. there are days when he’s quiet, & you might forget for one second he exists. & then it happens all over again. its a cruel joke. you fight with him constantly. pleading. begging. you scream at him to leave. to just go to the other room for five minutes. tell him that if he just gives you a moment alone to remember who you are, he can come back. you just need that one moment. 

grief changes you. you’ll never be the same as before. it sounds cliche, but when he shows up, completely uninvited, he takes a piece of your soul. then comes his friend, guilt. you start thinking, what if i had woken up earlier. maybe if i was a better person this wouldn’t have happened to me. guilt spirals out of control in your mind. lodging grief in your heart. you know they will never leave. 

but then you guessed it, anger knocks on the door. why this? why now? you scream. you cry. you throw things. you take it out on everyone around you. you’re cold. not physically, emotionally. you might even contemplate your own existence. 

but. dont. let. them. win. 

you aren’t a burden. you are a person. a human fucking being. you feel things. you matter. your grief matters. your guilt. everything. 

so be a person. be a human fucking being. feel all the things. do all the things. take it one step at time. one day at time. hell, one minute at a time. 

grief stays with you. one day you’ll wake up & it will be a tiny ounce better. one day you’ll wake up & feel as if you can’t bare to move. grief is a tricky bastard. he’s your worst enemy & your best friend. embrace him. but don’t let him consume you. you are stronger than him. better than him. he won’t win. he can’t. you survive. it’s really all you can do.

[dutchster]

when it’s november 1st

[crazyaboutlefandoms]

Songs with the same bpm but played over different than original video tracks give me life

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

Please reblog, this is so important.

[notoriousthuggg]

I needed this

[amuseinherfeels]

Is this foreal?

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

Yes it’s a real service. I do volunteer work for a rape crisis support service in my city and texting is one of the features we provide as well. But just to boost its credibility, I tried it myself:

[thatdiva]

reblog to save lives!

[espressokisses]

You can also text “Steve” to 741741 if you’re a young person of color. The website for more info is stevefund.org

My understanding is that it’s more multicultural and some folks feel more comfy with that in mind!

[miseducatedmelanicmuse]

^^^^^THIS

[nikator]

get help guys, please. if you’re hurting, don’t let that hurt consume you. seek help.

[politicalprof]

I never knew this. It’s spectacular.

[radioactive-egg-survivor]

THIS is what I was looking for a few weeks ago when I was in crisis; reblog to save a life!

[mcavoy]

[allthingsaboutloveandromance]

[poems-and-word]

[poeminthesky]

you have to know dear

that it’s okay

It’s okay it’s okay it’s okay

this life,

Earth,

is but a speck in the enormity of the empty universe

Like a pinprick of a single piece of dust in the vastness of a Victorian ballroom,

full of history and graceful partners

What you decide to do or not do

what you fail

what you fear

what you weep and lament over

on rare or common nights

will not matter in the enormity of billions of years worth

of human lives.

so please, please, please

slow down and realise

that what you do today

tomorrow

or did yesterday

does not dictate your entire world.

t.t.

[books-n-quotes]

Why are old lovers able to become friends? Two reasons. They never truly loved each other, or they love each other still.

Whitney Otto, How to Make an American Quilt (via books-n-quotes)

[poemswords]

[starsberrisnunicorns]

Iconic. 👑

[poems-and-word]

[kevinkeller]