Mental Implosion

Depression's like, a big fur coat. It's made of dead things but it keeps me warm.

[fyp-psychology]

It is always important to have something to bring into a relationship, and solitude is often the means by which you acquire it.

Carl Jung  (via fyp-psychology)

[wnq-writers]

oh darling, your shoulders are slumped and your back is curved because you hold the weight of the earth on your tired shoulders

tumultuous-soul (via wnq-writers)

[sweetsluttyangel-deactivated201]

Life is too short to pretend you’re not into some kinky shit

[wordsnquotes]

All you who sleep tonight Far from the ones you love, No hand to left or right And emptiness above - Know that you aren’t alone The whole world shares your tears, Some for two nights or one, And some for all their years.

Vikram Seth, “All You Who Sleep Tonight” (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

Better a cruel truth than a comfortable delusion.

Edward Abbey  (via wordsnquotes)

[lelouch4705]

Just close your eyes The sun is going down You’ll be alright Come morning light You and I’ll be safe and sound

Safe and Sound (Taylor Swift)

[fyp-philosophy]

This is mankind’s common failure, never to anticipate storms when the sea is calm.

Niccolò Machiavelli, The Prince (via fyp-philosophy)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Can you imagine why I die of love? Can you not see why I burn with drunkenness?

Arthur Rimbaud, from Selected Poems & Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)

[geminicurated]

i thought i was gonna be ok today but holy fuck i want to rip myself apart

[wordsnquotes]

But in that moment I understood what they say about nostalgia, that no matter if you’re thinking of something good or bad, it always leaves you a little emptier afterward.

John Corey Whaley, Noggin (via wordsnquotes)

[hide-behind-the-pen]

#442 - Could

I have so much to say You don’t miss me I don’t know Why I thought you would And you did What you said you never could

[written-on-polaroids]

It’s been 8 months and she still talks about you like you put the stars in the sky. You really meant something to her.

You ruined her. (via written-on-polaroids)

[wnq-writers]

How would I describe her? She’s a goddess, I would say. You’d probably be better off if you just packed up right now and went home. You don’t have a chance. She’s smarter than you, wittier than you, certainly prettier than you. She has a lovely exterior, but she’s known pain and hurt and it still lives in her to a great degree. The way she expresses herself reveals it at every turn. She’s very smart and expresses herself very well - highly articulate and deeply sensitive. She’s deep and dark, perhaps even frighteningly so, in ways. She needs love, she needs a lot of love. Give it to her - you’ll find that it will be well worth it, for she’s capable of great love and devotion. She will spar with you…to test you. Be aware of this and be wary, for she’s very capable and mighty. She wields a swift sword. She is very well armed. She’s a formidable opponent. She’s quick, she’s strong. She’s quite powerful…alluringly seductive, and expertly skilled at using her powers. I’ll say it again. I don’t think you have any idea of what you’re getting into. How would I describe her? She’s a goddess, I would say.

Bruce Adler (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

I said it then, when the world had come apart with us sitting on the hardwood floors of your best friends apartment- I love you. I loved you then, when KFC chips were the dream and we lived off rations of dark chocolate but never quite fell short of all the love in the world. I loved you then, when we envied people who bought shitty convenience store coffee; when we used the same dollar coin to offer payment for smokes because no one would take it. I loved you when, we sat there, cold, and promised each other to work for the world. To take it as our own. That no matter what we’d make it. I believed in you then and I believe in you now. I loved you then and I love you now.

T.Wuggles, Then and Now (via wnq-writers)

[lelouch4705]

And maybe as stars, we were meant to go out someday.

[wordsnquotes]

You ask everybody you know: How long does it usually take to get over it? There are many formulas. One year for every year you dated. Two years for every year you dated. It’s just a matter of will power: The day you decide it’s over, it’s over. You never get over it.

Junot Díaz, This is How You Lose Her (via wordsnquotes)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

…I feel that I shall have nothing to communicate except a sadness through my silence.

Anaïs Nin, from The Diary Of Anais Nin, Vol. 4: 1944-1947 (via violentwavesofemotion)