Solace

IG: xo_qvi // SC📷: lyorie 🎂1995.10.02 🎀

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[anoras]

[lyorie]

get knocked d o w n ——                     get back u p

[danmachi]

[capisicle]

dw + text asked by claraoswin

How long are you going to stay with me?

Forever.

[byu-bun]

[teapalm]

(Tasha Marie) | Portland

[uneven0ddz]

You can’t be sorry for who you loved. Don’t ever let them bend you backwards, don’t let them make you hard or bitter. Somewhere inside of you there is rain. Somewhere in your stomach, something beautiful is growing and it is infinite. Don’t let them try and take that from you. You are open and you are a flood, someday someone is going to want to die in you.

Azra T.   (via dirtyberd)

[do-not-touch-my-food]

[eatfittrainhard]

[albeeats]

GF granola, coconut yogurt, fruit and amazing vegan hot chocolate

[mindy-fit]

[thetieguy]

[thatcozybooknook-deactivated202]

Don’t read or buy books you have no interest in simply because you think it will impress others. Reading is supposed to be fun, not stressful.

Don’t turn your nose up at people who have different reading tastes; or at those who prefer e-books to physical ones or paperbacks to hardbacks.

Read what you want, when you want, and how you want.

Be mindful of your bank account in the process.

[lyorie]

I'm not okay

I used to think these kinds of feelings only occurred in books or movies, statements from other people seemed so surreal and exaggerated, but now I know. 

I get it now. Feeling disgusting in your own skin, like it's filthy tainted trash. The guilt that comes from something out of your control. Every second that you think you've forgotten or "got over" lingering in the back of your mind. And that moment, that moment where you want to feel the touch of someone you love and the shadow of someone else taking over, warm happy feelings turning into cold fear. I never thought I'd be scared of the world. It used to seem so beautiful and full of curious, fantastic things. Now it takes all of my strength just to walk out the front door. The emptiness that fills in after, pulling you between what you know is right, but drawing you to what you know is wrong. Just staring. An inch away from self harm, but that voice tells you stop, because you know you're still beautiful, in your head, you know these things, but your heart feels the opposite. Imagining all the things people could tell you, the things you would tell someone else, I don't need a repeat. I need to let go. There are a lot of things that are okay in the world, but I'm not one of them. 

I've spent as much as my life as I could so far, trying to understand why people did bad things. I didn't believe people were bad, and a part of me still thinks that. It's the things they do that are hurtful to others, the things which at first I thought could be justified, but now I know aren't. People do bad things, and sometimes, there is no reason. That man ruined my life, and now I'm the one that has to relearn how to be fine. I'm not asking for anyone's help, I'm not asking to be told nice things, I will do the things I have to for myself. I'm just asking to be understood. Don't take my coping as a way to grab for attention, or an escape for self pity, my isolation isn't an interpretation for hidden animosity towards anyone. I'm not okay, I need to pave a way for myself to be okay. 

[foryoongi]

[lyorie]

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