Free~Fallin~

Your value doesn't decrease based on someone's inability to see your worth

[thegoodvybe]

[poems-and-word]

[thegoodvybe]

[poemswords]

“I live my own life and nurse my own wounds. It’s not the best way to live. But it’s the way I am.”

— Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex (via the-book-diaries)

[philosophyquotes]

“We acquire a particular quality by acting in a particular way.”

— Aristotle

[kelseyeliz07]

“Rest in Paradise”

“All my love”

[kelseyeliz07]

“Maybe there’s something you’re afraid to say, or someone your afraid to love, or somewhere your afraid to go. It’s gonna hurt. It’s gonna hurt because it mattered.” -John Green

[kelseyeliz07]

Music heals the soul. If your sad find your beat.

[kelseyeliz07]

[kelseyeliz07]

Sad but comfortable

[villainloveshero]

[curlsandstems]

I remember seeing them perform this live on my campus.. My jaw dropped within 10 seconds.

[gosh]

[stoned-in-paris]

[kelseyeliz07]

Days, Weeks and Months Without you

It’s been days, weeks, and months, without you. And through those, days, weeks, and months without you, I still find a struggle to breathe. I think about our perfect moments and my heart starts to bleed. The longer and longer I believe I have moved on, the colder my heart starts to freeze. Knowing I’m not the one you love is so very hard to believe. Through the days, weeks, and months, I try to squeeze you out of my mind, the memories, and the laughter, seem more and more alive. My head is still spinning, and yes darling, I still cry, ever since the day you walked out the door, and since the moment that you’ve said goodbye. Every day, week, and month, that slowly slips on by, the weakness for you grows, and i still lay on the floor and cry. The way you walk is burnt in my mind darling and it scarred throughout the days. I hate that I still love you, even though you put me through pain. The way I love you so perfect and the way your love was always so vein. It lingers in the shadows of my room  in the pits of my darkest days.  -K.H.

[kelseyeliz07]

My thoughts each day.

No, I don’t want to talk to you, your words are as sharp as blades.

Yes, I’m fine, please stop asking.

No, I’m not crying, it’s raining outside.

Yes, I want to be alone, stop smiling, nothing is happy.

No, stop putting on a show, everyone knows that it’s a front.

Yes, I did that, and no, it wasn’t a mistake, stop treating me like that.

No, I’m not a mistake, I’m not you. This is my life, not yours.

Yes I’m here, but Im second guessing on why I am.

No, not suisidal, but not wanting to live this life, this way, this day, right now.

Yes, constantly needing something but not knowing what it is has a definition; anxiety.

No, I can’t stop being angry, you choked me up on the door.

Yes, I’m still fighting, but this storm is getting too strong.

No, not hurricane Katrina, but a darkness that creeps over your body.

Yes, it runs through your veins and eats you alive, like tar.

No, not because it would be thick through your veins, but it hardens your soul.

Yes, a blackness every night, that’s under your bed when you turn out the light.

No, I can’t just run and hide, it isn’t that simple

Yes, if I could snap out of it, I definitely would.

No, depression isn’t a joke

Yes, I’m not okay.

[emotionalwords]

[neckkiss]