Lover of the Light

Aly; writing is the sunshine in my soul

[qvotable]

“I knew I did from the first moment we met. It was… not love at first sight exactly, but- familiarity. Like: oh, hello, it’s you. It’s going to be you.”

— Mhairi McFarlane // You Had Me At Hello

[untexting]

Does anyone else get those random rushes of motivation like, “I’m gonna be so fucking successful dammit, watch me”

[devoid-of-everything]

It is so fucking exhausting fighting your brain every day dude

[merulae]

I want you to know, if you ever read this, there was a time when I would rather have had you by my side than any one of these words; I would rather have had you by my side than all the blue in the world.

Maggie Nelson, Bluets (via words-and-coffee)

[tylerknott]

The laughter we share, the sadness we have walked through, are part of us now.

Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson

*Please pre-order my upcoming book, Miracle in the Mundane, link in bio!!*

(via tylerknott)

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

You can’t fix me. Let me have my bad days.

Dayna Walls- Cochran (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[buttonpoetry]

From Sierra DeMulder’s book, WE SLEPT HERE.

[adhighdefinition]

self care is so damn difficult when you… don’t… care… about your own self

[catzjunky]

“Unlike those with clinical depression, who generally contemplate and commit suicide quietly, borderlines do it loudly, making sure everyone around us knows about it. In the midst of the chronic interpersonal catastrophes that punctuate our lives, we cannot imagine that things have ever been better or that they ever will be. We are either invincible or wholly worthless, and if we’re worthless, we might as well die, even if just the day before we felt capable of changing the world. The loss of love negates everything good about us. Never mind that everyone else in the world has gone through at least one bad breakup; ours-our current one, never any of the ones before- is the worst. Nobody else has ever experienced such pain, and the only relief from that pain is punishment, swift and severe. So we cut, or burn, or starve, or purge, or write all over ourselves with Sharpies, or imprison ourselves in basements.”

— Stacy Pershall, Loud in the House of Myself

[cwote]

It's okay to miss someone but not want them back.

[fairycosmos]

you ever just stare at the wall and think hoo boy suicide sure is an option 

[wordsnquotes]

In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling.

Gertrude Stein (via wordsnquotes)

[br0ken-and-lost-deactivated2018]

Reblog if you actually give a shit about anyone who’s suicidal or depressed.

No one should scroll past this

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

We all eat lies when our hearts are hungry.

Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

[imsoofuckingsad-deactivated2018]

me: i feel lonely

also me: *isolates*

[wheretheeternalare]

Why do people still say “this doesn’t fit my blog theme but I had to reblog anyway”? It’s almost 2018. Who gives a fuck. Who even has a coherent blog anymore

[pamisleyphd]

Reblog if you’ve never had a coherent blog and got no intention of starting that shit now

[adhighdefinition]

self care is so damn difficult when you… don’t… care… about your own self