There is a bird’s
nest inside of
my body,
and I am so sick
of turning myself
into a home
for things that
only know how
to fly away.

— Y.Z (via rustyvoices)

posted 3 days ago via anditslove

There is this odd trend
of taken women
saying they are too much,
and how the men they love
are amazing for dealing with them.

Love should not be a responsibility.
You should not have to deal with me.
Just because a woman is wild
and free
does not mean she is difficult.
He is not a martyr for loving me
through the good
and not so good.

Some mornings I will wake up swinging,
you do not get a gold star
for still loving me.

Some mornings I will wake up like a lamb,
you do not get a gold star
for loving me.

I am not a hurricane of a girl,
you always have the chance to leave.

Michelle K., Hurricanes.

holy shit.
i really, really, really, really, really, really, REALLY needed to read this.

(via lovelyandbrown)

posted 1 week ago via didyougetmytext

johntheadventurerkingofarendelle:

death-by-lulz:

emryssa:

I need an Edna Mode life coach.

We all need one.

posted 1 week ago via jamisanrook

You can’t keep dancing with the devil and ask why you’re still in hell

— Something my friend told me the other day (via dolly-kitten)

(Source: sad-theater)

August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.

— Sylvia Plath (via inunomimi)

(Source: quotes-shape-us)

posted 2 weeks ago via ithinkimbreakingout

I am entirely
composed of
bruises that
refuse to heal
and words I
wish I could
let myself
hear.

body confessionsEmma Bleker (via stolenwine)

posted 2 weeks ago via anditslove

It is the middle of August and you are alive
to discomfort.

And yes I agree this is one hell
of a summer.

— Audre Lorde, from Martha (via violentwavesofemotion)

likeafieldmouse:

Sara Bjarland - Collapses (2013)

posted 3 weeks ago via starfishonlsd

Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.

— Frida Kahlo (via mercedesmarie)

posted 1 month ago via didyougetmytext and tagged as always heart palpitations
This makes me happy.
Secret from PostSecret.com

This makes me happy.

Secret from PostSecret.com

(Source: postsecret.com)

posted 1 month ago and tagged as postsecret

mostlyfiction:

We are better than this,
better than distance and anger
and assumptions that only
lead to pushing our hearts
farther apart. We are better than
what they have to say about
us. We are better than arguments
that only lead to someone 
leaving before anything is solved.
We are better than this,
better than cold shoulders
and not being able to look at
each other in the eye. We are
better than this, so let’s realize
this now and stop letting the
cruelty of our own selfishness
tear us into two.

posted 1 month ago via anditslove and tagged as always

Like wildflowers; you must allow yourself to grow in all the places people thought you never would.

evwriting (via evwriting)

posted 2 months ago via anditslove

partybarackisinthehousetonight:

ya know that kid whos at the arcade and is just watching the demo for a game but they’re pressing the buttons like they’re playing?? well that’s how i’m handling adulthood so far

posted 2 months ago via rosebudd
posted 2 months ago via awkwardlycarryon