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*What I feel**SoCal*Surf*skate*

[exitscan]

Pleasure Principle - Razor Blade Heart Print F/W (2009)

[clavacles-deactivated20140610]

do you ever get so disgusted with yourself, like you can not believe how stupid and thoughtless you are and it’s so frustrating because you keep telling yourself that you’ll do better next time but then next time rolls around and the same thing keeps happening and you end up in this pattern of mediocrity.

[seraphimrot]

i am just an unhealed wound that is constantly being picked open again

[chiafett-moved]

Lesbian love teaches you to love yourself. When you love another woman’s body you are loving your own body.

I reach down and grab my own hip. It’s soft and covered in stretch marks and I wonder if anyone could ever find me beautiful. I reach down and grab my lover’s hip. It’s soft and covered in stretch marks and I wonder if Aphrodite is reborn in every woman or just this one.

To learn to love another woman is to learn to love yourself.

[naturaekos]

“When another person makes you suffer, it is because he suffers deeply within himself, and his suffering is spilling over. He does not need punishment; he needs help. That’s the message he is sending.”

— Thích Nhất Hạnh (via amortizing)

[itsalla-masquerade-deactivated2]

The most frustrating thing is not being able to explain what the fuck is going on inside my head

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

Lola Ridge, from To the Many; Collected Poems of Lola Ridge; “Hellish,”

[conceptualsolitude]

speak to a flower today. send well-wishes to the bees. nod respectfully to all crows. thank the air.

[naturaekos]

“When another person makes you suffer, it is because he suffers deeply within himself, and his suffering is spilling over. He does not need punishment; he needs help. That’s the message he is sending.”

— Thích Nhất Hạnh (via amortizing)

[deitymuse]

“I am my own muse. I am the subject I know best.”

Frida Kahlo

[weltenwellen]

the overwhelming feeling of sadness sometimes when someone treats me with kindness

[weltenwellen]

Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous

[notoriouslye]

“I like my hair messy. My love wild. And my sex aggressive. But I’m still a sensitive woman, just with passion.”

— Sade Harrison  (via moaka)

[electric-daisy-forest]

I just want a relationship where we are both equally obsessed with each other, but in a healthy way. Save my selfies when I send them to you. Text me “I know you’re sleeping right now, but…”. Take the time to listen to the songs that are important to me. Joke around with me and make fun of me and then kiss me right after. Tell your friends how happy I make you and how excited you’ll be when we are finally married. Double text me because you miss me. Reassure me when I’m feeling insecure. Grab my hand, hold me, show everyone I’m yours. Don’t hold back on me, tell me how much you want me and how much you love me. Make me happy and I will do my best to make you happier.

[hcneysuck1e]

tiny hearts generate above my head when i think of u

[surqrised]

“I know I’m not easy to love. I’m a chronic over-thinker. I overreact more than I should…And every once in a while, I might be a little insecure. But if I am in love with you, I can promise you wholeheartedly that you will be loved with so much passion and intensity that you’ll forget what life felt like before I came along. You will always be cared for and you will always have someone in your corner. Maybe I’m not the best at being loved - But I like to think I’m pretty good at loving.”

— Chelsea Carroll

[earthsigndyke-remade-deactivate]

life is about eating fruit and loving women and then you die

[bitter-cup-deactivated20170625]

The stages of recovery

Stage 1: 

I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost. I am helpless. It isn’t my fault. It takes forever to find a way out.  Stage 2:  I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I am in this same place. But it isn’t my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.     Stage 3:  I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I fall in…it’s a habit…but my eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.  Stage 4:  I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.  Stage 5:  I walk down a different street.