this is so amazing look at how the fingertips are changing
this is actually so meaningful
You bring light to my world.
Gosh I’m crying. This means more to me than I could ever explain.
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@sociallyanon
this is so amazing look at how the fingertips are changing
this is actually so meaningful
You bring light to my world.
Gosh I’m crying. This means more to me than I could ever explain.
There will be moments when you have to be a grown-up. Those moments are tricks. Don’t fall for them.
Furiously Happy by Jenny Lawson (via sydneythelibrarian)
How can we be expected to properly judge ourselves? We know all of our worst secrets. We are biased, overly critical, and occasionally filled with shame. So you’ll have to just trust me when I say that you are worthy, important, and necessary. And smart.
Furiously Happy by Jenny Lawson (via abigaillphillips)
If my eyes could show my soul, everyone would cry when they saw me smile.
Kurt Cobain (via quotemadness)
I have one more intimate confidant. My depression is the most faithful mistress I have known – no wonder, then, that I return the love.
Soren Kierkegaard (via philosophybits)
Self-identifying with Kierkegaard, ok then, a little scary.
What would you put into a suicide letter? I keep trying I just can't think of anything to say.
I gave up a long time writing them I couldn’t never get out what I wanted to say, write from the heart ❤️
My social media accounts are my suicide letters.
Abundance
Recovery is too slow. Integration will never happen at this pace.
I ache for someone to unwrap the presents others left inside.
Socially Anonymous (via sociallyanon)
Mom
Table for One at Starbucks
It’s wrong to always choose people. Sometimes they should choose you.
Sometimes, you have to step outside of the person you’ve been and remember the person you were meant to be. The person you want to be. The person you are.
H.G. Wells (via sociallyanon)
How many grammatical errors can you find in my present?
I find the distribution of trauma inordinate, the dispensation of evil biased, and the disillusion of them lonely.
It's not all relative
I can’t people watch anymore. Everywhere I look I see illusion warring with reality, and duplicitous vessels of secrecy and wrongdoing.