me: *writes 1 line of code for my theme*
I am so proud of myself. For putting the pen down this time, instead of your name. Because I’m sick and tired of writing my way around you, through you, and for you. You don’t deserve my words anymore, you don’t deserve me. So just know that I’ll be living my life to the fullest. Without you.
Adieu (Morsus Engel)
I want to be happy so fucking bad. I want to appreciate myself, I want to love myself I want to fucking be happy with what I have. I’m not and I hate it because I feel so selfish for needing so much more in my life. I’m not happy with who I see in the mirror, I’m not happy with the person I am, I despise the way I treat myself. I don’t know how to stop it and I feel so fucking stuck. I’m stuck hating myself and I can’t be like this for much longer.
Trapped (Morsus Engel)
Date someone who meets you half way. Date someone who brings you a glass a water when they get themselves one. Date someone who makes sure you don’t spend money on ridiculous things. Date someone your ex hates and your mom loves. Date someone who’d rather spend a Friday night watching movies, than out with 50 people they barely even talk to. Date someone who sleeps on your chest and leaves a little puddle of drool. Don’t date someone who makes you leave oceans of tears.
At the end of the day it’s the little things. (via offtheocean)
When you’re upset cry, your heart out, and then will come a point when your tears dry up and you can’t cry anymore. Nothing will affect you anymore. That’s the point; your weakness will equal your strength, and from that point you can only grow stronger; so never stop yourself from crying out loud.
It’s not fair, is it?
How you work so hard
just to stay alive
and to them it’s nothing at all.
While they’re drinking in all life has to offer
you’re drinking yourself to sleep.
They glow so bright they seem to have
swallowed the sun
while all you’ve manage to swallow is
your pride and a bottle of pills.
You never had the world at your fingertips,
it was always just out of reach.
All you ever wanted was to be something.
All you ever wanted was to live.
it hurts to be (via anxieusly)
I’m not all that smart. It takes me a while to understand things. But if I do have the time, I will come to understand you — better than anyone else in the world.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via thequotejournals)
Do you think its possible
that some people
are born to give
more love
than they will ever
get back
in return?
Tyler Knott Gregson
(via psych-facts)
(via psych-facts)
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