Amy Holvey @ladyswaggatron - Tumblr Blog

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“you know you’re fucked when those late night thoughts start hitting you in the middle of the day”

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(via diosadealma)

So fucking hard.

(via carlialison)

etrogim-deactivated20200109

i like to pretend i’m a heartless apathetic b*tch but in reality i’m a baby who cares a fucking lot and emotionally invests myself in everything and is hurt 98.3% of the time

quietvoiced

dangerous-wilds

Depression isn’t pretty. But having depression doesn’t make you ugly.

Anxiety is a burden. But having anxiety doesn’t make you a burden.

You aren’t your problems. You deserve respect and patience.

chillxmami

still healing from things I don’t speak about

deceptivelips

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reblog for good things to happen to you

the universe will listen

lagoonhag

wouldnt it be cool to just like not feel nervous about everything all the time

ladyswaggatron

“I crave a love so deep that when it touches my soul it rattles my bones and squeezes my chest. I want love that makes me a morning person. A love that makes me forget what sadness ever felt like specially on the days I think sadness is all i’ll ever be. A love that even though they might forget our anniversary they will never forget where we first kissed. A love that makes me excited for Friday and Saturday nights but makes me fall in love with Sunday and Monday mornings. I want a love that I could go to parties with and hold our laughs while we whisper silly jokes that have everything to do with our shared dark humor, like a secret no one else is in on. I want a love that understands I’m messy, difficult, and that most of my mood swings come from hunger and exhaustion, while the others come from anxiety and insecurity. A love that makes me coffee in the morning, but they know that the way I like it is not 3 creams and 2 sugars like I tell everyone else when they take my order. but what i really mean is that on the days i wake up a mess i want no creams and no sugars or that on the days i wake up and the sunshine seems to be beaming through my eyes; that day they know I want 3 creams all the sugars because i have this weird way of thinking that it’ll just make my day sweeter. A love that looks like its traveled through all the ages and times zones just to be together. A love that makes us finally understand the true meaning of fate. A love that makes it impossible to ever think that soulmates don’t exist. A love where one day I’ll look into their eyes and become so overwhelmed with happiness all I would do is break down because I never once for a moment thought this was possible. A love that makes me question if my own mother had felt love for me before. I want a love that reaches through my chest and squeezes my heart when I start to worry they will ever leave me. A love that on the days when I think that i am not worthy of love they’ll wrap me in their arms and hold me so tight that it makes me feel like a fool for ever thinking such things. I crave a love so crazy, so pure, so genuine, so out of this world. A love so deep it won’t be enough for us, making us spend the rest of our lives just going deeper.”

— Odett G. (via cyanidememories)

ladyswaggatron

I had this

cyanidememories

I crave a love so deep that when it touches my soul it rattles my bones and squeezes my chest. I want love that makes me a morning person. A love that makes me forget what sadness ever felt like specially on the days I think sadness is all i’ll ever be. A love that even though they might forget our anniversary they will never forget where we first kissed. A love that makes me excited for Friday and Saturday nights but makes me fall in love with Sunday and Monday mornings. I want a love that I could go to parties with and hold our laughs while we whisper silly jokes that have everything to do with our shared dark humor, like a secret no one else is in on. I want a love that understands I’m messy, difficult, and that most of my mood swings come from hunger and exhaustion, while the others come from anxiety and insecurity. A love that makes me coffee in the morning, but they know that the way I like it is not 3 creams and 2 sugars like I tell everyone else when they take my order. but what i really mean is that on the days i wake up a mess i want no creams and no sugars or that on the days i wake up and the sunshine seems to be beaming through my eyes; that day they know I want 3 creams all the sugars because i have this weird way of thinking that it’ll just make my day sweeter. A love that looks like its traveled through all the ages and times zones just to be together. A love that makes us finally understand the true meaning of fate. A love that makes it impossible to ever think that soulmates don’t exist. A love where one day I’ll look into their eyes and become so overwhelmed with happiness all I would do is break down because I never once for a moment thought this was possible. A love that makes me question if my own mother had felt love for me before. I want a love that reaches through my chest and squeezes my heart when I start to worry they will ever leave me. A love that on the days when I think that i am not worthy of love they’ll wrap me in their arms and hold me so tight that it makes me feel like a fool for ever thinking such things. I crave a love so crazy, so pure, so genuine, so out of this world. A love so deep it won’t be enough for us, making us spend the rest of our lives just going deeper.

Odett G. (via cyanidememories)