January 2013
4 posts
“Sometimes friends become enemies but what’s worse is when they become strangers.”
– Hayley Williams (via fueledbyrain)
Things She Loves: humansareprudes: I’m not allowed... →
humansareprudes:
I’m not allowed to kiss you. See, I think about kissing you so often that it’s become one of those rules I have set for myself, like not wearing heels after three glasses of dark red wine. I think about kissing you when the sun is just setting over the mountains and I…
October 2012
1 post
“I’ve learned that people will forget what you said.
People will forget what you...”
– Maya Angelou (via princesselzyte)
September 2012
2 posts
I have realized that a good cry when appropriate, is what helps me to rationalize, think in other’s perspectives, and become more accepting, understanding, and even a little more positive. It’s like my mind becomes less cluttered after I release some tears.
I’ll ask for advice and listen, but it won’t be until after I cry, when I’ll go to myself and say “what...
August 2012
6 posts
“For you are the sun
and I can’t go back to dark
now that I’ve seen you.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
“Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Don’t walk in front of me; I may not...”
– Albert Camus (via showslow)
July 2012
6 posts
In this situation, ultimately I will be unhappy...
I need to get out of this.
I'm use to disappointment, so it's okay.
June 2012
6 posts
Why won't I ever be good enough?
ssmoke-and-mirrorss:
I mean, I’m always the one who’s wrong, or who isn’t pretty enough or skinny enough or smart enough or ‘cool’ enough. I’ve been thinking this for a while. What if I won’t be good enough for anyone?
"Luck" comes at a price. :/
“Once you start to speak, people will yell at you. They will interrupt you, put...”
– Audre Lorde (via transformfeminism)
May 2012
5 posts
2 tags
I can't help but wonder whether or not you think...
1 tag
2 tags
I have missed a lot of chances in my life, but...
And I regret that painfully.
April 2012
14 posts
1 tag
Wow, it's gone. It's really gone. And what makes...
The only thing that makes me sad still is the memory of those 2 nights -the night you changed and the night I confronted you about it.
The memories of us don’t make me sad, not even in a “I miss this” kind of way, they make me smile.
But thinking of the abrupt end and the words afterwards kills me still.
March 2012
2 posts
“Why’s that squirrel chasing the other squirrel?
`Because he loves her.
Then...”
– ~New York, I Love You (via justine0ac)
February 2012
1 post
January 2012
11 posts
Depression is not an act. Eating disorders aren't...
