[luthienne]

girl help i’m starting over again for the 1000th time & i’m beginning to think that life is a never-ending cycle of starting over & i actually have to make peace with that in order to move forward

[softhe4rted]

self-compassion: an antidote to shame mb

[winged-thinged]

You have to let people love you. You have to let people get to know you. You have to let people help you. Being so completely selfless that you try to erase yourself off the face of the planet and never ask for anything and reject everybody's offers of support makes you very hard to love! Unfortunately. Emptying yourself out of everything that makes you, you is not actually what your loved ones want from you, generally. They want to make you happy! They will be so so sad if you don't give them the chance. It's not all selfish. I promise.

[harritudur]

she forgot her pillow 🏖️

[girls4losers]

i gotta remember this

[thecolorblockcurator]

Monica Rohan

[thunderstruck9]

Monica Rohan (Australian, 1990), Rush, 2014. Oil on board, 50 x 35 cm

[angelicali0]

If I could borrow wings, I wouldn’t just fly over ruins. I’d fly back in time to see the heart of Greece beating🕊️🏛️

[landsccape]

[afeksion]

“I am possessive about time alone.”

— Sylvia Plath, from a diary entry featured in The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via violentwavesofemotion)

[romcommunist]

self discipline is so hard like. i know the sucker who's in charge...a pushover who hates authority and loves hedonism

[yellow-cat]

abandon shame. theres more interesting emotions to be felt

[beardedmrbean]

[laduree-et-cigarettes]

some of the people on fragrantica are completely unhinged and I would 100% read the self published trashy erotic americana novels that they're so desperately trying to write

[drops-of-universe]

Im like if a corpse had to wake up every day

[holycalf]

when fiona apple asked “how can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is beg to be left alone”. well i have not found an answer but if anyone else has lmk

[himynamesisnotemail]

Fashun

[lil-honeylove]

“So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.”

— Jorge Luis Borges, After a While”  (via c-isnenegro)