I promised myself I would never fall in love with you. But it was 4 am and we were laughing way too hard, and I felt happy for the first time in a long time, and I knew I was screwed.

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I promised myself I would never fall in love with you. But it was 4 am and we were laughing way too hard, and I felt happy for the first time in a long time, and I knew I was screwed.
“Don’t just survive, live.”
Remember: this is what makes you a writer. Yes, this. The sick feeling in your stomach, the weariness you feel, the utter conviction that you are the Worst and your novel is the Worst and everything is awful. This is how writers feel sometimes. (This is how everyone feels sometimes.) Â But writers do not let this feeling overwhelm them.
N. K. Jemisin, on the inner strength of writers. (via nanowrimo)
Want to reblog this a thousand times..
Darling show off your teeth each one of them the chipped one and the slightly sunny ones all of them. because just pulling back your lips will let a little light into your belly god knows we all need that. Put on the dress you bought last summer before you got the idea that it had to fit a certain way to be acceptable because it’s not supposed to hug you like it did the mannequin. you wear it like it was made to be worn, twirling past strangers curving around your hips flowing like a cape. It treats you like royalty. You were built for this world that means you were created sturdy and strong and beautiful and powerful. You are made to live. So live
A.O.A.M. || You Are Perfect (via thehipsterconspiracy)
Maybe you woke up today and thought about nothing bad. You washed your face, put your make up on and just started the day. And some hours later, right in the afternoon, something horrible happened. And you will go to sleep, and wake up on the next day and nothing will be the same anymore. Things change, friends go. Bad things happen to good people. Life is just so strange. Some things can change your whole life within seconds, and you just can’t stop it. You can’t change anything about it…
It drives me crazy how many people we are. There are around 7-billion humans on this world and we are all just so fucking selfish. Like..do you ever think of your busdriver or the cashier in the supermarket? They all go through struggles, like you do. Maybe her heart is broken, maybe she lost her best friend, maybe she dies in her inside... You don’t know, you’ll never know. Because you just don’t care about strangers at all. Because we all are just so desperate about our own little shits, that we just don’t care about the person in front of us..
beauty is everywhere