poems-and-word:

“Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them.”

— Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper
(via books-n-quotes)

(Source: booksnquotes.com)

hiheyahello:

Hugs from behind are so underrated

(Source: leslovebug, via thats-the-teen-spirit)

bringmetheolobersykesx:

image
image
image
image
image
image
image
image
image
image

Aesthetic

hope-and-haldol:

solarcat:

tfautobotsrollout:

ride-thewave:

she-a-mystic:

gothicincarnate:

sortableroseanimations:

sortableroseanimations:

whitewolfpharaoh:

datesanddamian:

thomasthetwinkengine:

blo:

psychic-sara:

Reblog for a miracle to happen tonight

BITCH I REBLOGGED THIS AT 4AM AND SOME FIT GUY FROM MY HOMETOWN SLID INTO MY DMS at 11PM LIKE GIRL HONESTLY iM

Can the miracle be that I actually fall asleep at a reasonable time

I’m starting to feel like that miracle is falling into a deep sleep and actually waking up rested. Bless this post.

A miracle?

I don’t care how big or small I want one

I would like and could use a small miracle

MY MIRACLE WAS FUCKING AMAZING AND YEAH IT WAS TONIGHT INSTEAD OF LAST NIGHT BUT STILL

IT WORKED, PLEASE DO THIS YOU LITERLALLY HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE

It worked…I had a long convo with someone I missed.

I need a miracle

I would love a miracle

I would take a very small miracle. Just a little something nice.

Last time I reblogged this, I got my future service dog!

(via depressed-in-hell)

bpd-trichster:

I wish people would understand what I mean when I say that I feel empty.

It’s not that I’m not feeling anything. It’s that I feel as though my chest has been hollowed out and all my emotions can only be felt in dull aches.

(via dpressed--teen)

violentwavesofemotion:

“There is something bleeding to death inside me but I don’t know what it is.”

Ingeborg Bachmann, from Three Paths to the Lake; “Eyes to Wonder,

(via depressed-in-hell)

lomasdope:

“Please don’t expect me to always be good and kind and loving. There are times when I will be cold and thoughtless and hard to understand.”

— Sylvia Plath

(via dpressed--teen)