Stay the fuck away from good people if you have no intention of treating them the way they deserve. // YOUR ENERGY INTRODUCES YOU BEFORE YOU EVEN SPEAK.

"Even if i spent the whole day with you. i will miss you the second you leave"


So last night my girl and I were laying down on her bed and just talking and she said something I hope everyone gets to hear one day like that shit straight up made my heart come out of my chest, in all seriousness she turns to me and goes, “whenever we go out together, I watch people look at you, I watch how their faces change the minute they see you, and I don’t even feel jealous or angry that they’re giving you attention, instead I’m internally yelling ‘yes, keep fucking look at her, isn’t she the most beautiful thing’ and I get so excited because I’m the one who gets to be with you” and I thought about it for a long time in silence and I couldn’t even say anything back because there was absolutely no possessiveness in her tone, and that is so fucking rare

"
I wish I had never met you. I’m going to be 80 years old, and I’m going to remember who you are. I’m not going to remember what I had for breakfast that morning, or what I even did during the day, but I’m going to remember who you are.

I’m not looking for a partner but honestly I don’t give a fuck anymore. I used to have such a specific type, and for a while I thought it was a good thing, until I realized that humans are fucking humans and they can’t be/shouldn’t be limited to this extensive list of qualities or physical features. It’s about a vibe more than anything. When I’m ready to give parts of myself to another person, nothing about them will matter more than their intentions, not just with me, but with others they love/care for, as well as strangers. 





Some of the best moments in your life have yet to happen, and that is such a beautiful promise

 Don’t beat yourself up because you don’t wake up with a radiating smile every single day. Understand that being vulnerable to negative emotions is a part of being human, and it in no way makes you weak or pathetic. Continue to be patient and kind with yourself, continue to fight through those draining moments and do not allow them to persist longer than they should. You are in complete control. Sadness is simply a visitor within your mental space, not a permanent resident. Chat with it, understand it, master it, and most importantly, know when to say goodbye. You will wake up the next morning and you will brew your coffee, and it will still be wonderful.

Never wait around for a boy, he’ll come to you. Sometimes you need to be busy too, just to let him know that the sun doesn’t rise and shine over him."


don’t waste energy on friendships and relationships with people who don’t take the time to ask you how you are mentally and emotionally

There is something so unbelievably refreshing about meeting individuals who are on the same life frequency as you. Everything feels effortless and natural. You just vibe, it’s fucking beautiful.


Sometimes situations wound us so deeply that they temporarily blind us. More often than not, we aren’t even aware of this. We think that we’re seeing the whole picture, when in reality, we’re only focusing on a fraction of it. The fraction we focus on is one we frequently find the most comfort in. That’s because it holds nothing unfamiliar to us. We know pain. We know regret. We know anger. Somehow we feel as though these things are the only ones which we can trust in. Maybe that’s because they seem more constant than anything else we’ve ever encountered. But it’s important to notice when we engage is this type of behaviour. It’s important to know when we’re experiencing a lack of vision. To notice that it’s due to these barricades and boundaries. And once you finally do notice, it’s important to break them. To shatter them free of remorse. What happens after is the kind of relief and magic that will set you free. It is then, and only then, that you begin to catch glimpses of the silver linings. You begin to find small seeds in the lands which appear lifeless. And once you find one, your curiosity cannot simply resist looking for more. And you find more, you do. And suddenly you’re left with a pile of them in your frail hands and you’re wondering what to do next. The answer is simple: You plant them, and you water them. And don’t get me wrong, some will not flourish as they should. Some will fall short. But that can be explained by the nature of life. And regardless of the few that failed, you will find that you are still overwhelmed by the rapidness of growth and grandeur of the ones that didn’t. Because that’s really all it takes. It takes walking through the field of your fears, of the things you are having trouble accepting, of the demons that still seem to haunt you. It takes revisiting the darkness of that place, but with a different set of eyes. A different perspective. And it takes trusting that you will find those seeds, even in the smallest of cracks. And if it doesn’t happen the first time, it takes the perseverance needed to keep going back. To keep looking vigorously. Because it really is worth it. It’s worth the kicking and the screaming and all of the tears needed to make it happen. So whatever it may be, it is time to muster up the courage and begin the journey of searching. It is time to let go of the way you thought things should be. It is time to visit the location of your wounds and, with determination, reach deeply inside of them. It is time to grow that garden of self fulfillment and healing. It is time to cultivate that which once made you suffer, and turn it into something which helps you flourish. Something so beautiful that if someone else looked at it, they would not ever believe that it came as a result of breaking.

When people act shady, allow them. When people betray your trust, allow them. But never, ever sink to their level. Their choices are a direct reflection of who they are, not who you are. No matter how angry, hurt, or disappointed you may be - do not allow them to make you bitter. Be better. React with love. Sometimes that means retaliating with understanding and compassion, other times it means retaliating with acceptance and sheer silence. Whatever it is, make sure it benefits you as a human being instead of lowering you into a position which you would rather not be in. Just because someone’s an asshole, does not mean you have to be one too.


Can you actually believe that heartache, although seemingly entirely emotional, can affect us to the point where it comes physiological? You wake up and it’s hard to breathe. Your chest feels heavy and your lungs feel collapsed. Your body cannot handle everything you are emotionally/mentally processing, and so your tears stream endlessly at times and in places commonly deemed ‘inappropriate’. You find yourself craving sleep. You lose appetite or you gain it. You become unfocused, anxious and stressed. Your heart is screaming. It is on fire. It is begging. You hope to die and yet you don’t. You wake up every morning and repeat what seems like an endless cycle of despair. And so you attempt to find ways to kill your sadness. You have meaningless sex, you lose yourself to empty bottles, you scratch at your skin, you bite your nails, you write poetry furiously and messily, etc. Whatever it may be. Whatever makes you feel numb for more than a second, you find comfort in. And you don’t even care that you’re probably messing up your life far worse than it already seems. You just want silence. You want peace. You want to be able to go back to the life you knew before such melancholy. This goes on for days, weeks, months, years. However long. And through it all, you lose sight of the reality that absolutely everything is temporary. Everything. It is fleeting. Life is not stationary. And so just as your happiness abruptly ended, so shall your sadness. How refreshing of a guarantee is that? To be able to say, “I have fallen and yet I will rise”. And you don’t just rise, you fucking ascend. You spend so much time with yourself and your feelings that you begin to discover what makes you tick. What inspires you and keeps you hopeful. And you find strength in your weaknesses. You fall in love with who you are and what you have to offer and your eyes begin to open after being shut for so long. You begin to think logically. You take every single flaw you find within yourself and you work hard to transform them. You become someone your future would thank you for. You rediscover all of the small things you once marvelled at. The exact second your lips wrap around your coffee mug in the morning. The way the orange sun sometimes sets into a sky filled with puffy, lavender coloured clouds. How it feels to drive 125MPH on the highway with music so loud you fear your speakers might blow. The first breath you take after stepping outside and into the harsh brutality of winter; one which fills and cleanses you from top to bottom. You begin to find contentment in details. Ones you spent too much time over looking. You pour love into everything you can find and you fight through every nostalgic instant you encounter. That’s the entire beauty of it in one sentence: You fight. You fight because you understand that you cannot, will not, and should not ever lose yourself entirely to the cards life hands you. You fight because you recognize that there is much more out there than some boy who didn’t love you back or some girl who cared much less than she ever let you believe. There is more. And so you, the flower once crushed by the changing of season, work towards the spring. You work towards rebirth and acceptance. You let the fuck go. You take responsibility for what you can control and nothing more. You hold hands with Time, and without second guessing, you trust it. You regain your totality. Your patience. Your laughter. Your kindness.Your motivation. Your wit. Your compassion. Your everything. Because let us be brutally honest, you were not born to stay broken over this. You were born resilient and vigorous. Believe it.


Out of all the beautiful things within this life, heartbreak is perhaps the most undervalued. 

Too many things to ever accurately put into words. Good coffee. Platonic soulmates. My family. My job. Poetry. Music. Watching my city come to life at night from the tallest of buildings. Learning about the human psyche. Travelling. Taking photographs of people in the moment. Purple-orange sunsets. Driving with the windows down in the summer. Getting breakfast hungover after reckless evenings. Skin on skin, lips on lips. Looking into the eyes of people I’m fond of. Listening to individuals talk about their passions. Making others smile through kindness and selflessness. Reminding people that they matter by continuously acknowledging their strengths. Getting lost in deep, meaningful conversations. Working hard and reaping the rewards. Take out and movie marathons. Scrabble and crosswords. Understanding hard concepts. Reading. Finding new cafés and restaurants to visit. Falling in love. Forgiveness. Introspection. Rediscovering beauty after long periods of hopelessness. Etc.


I choose to believe that everyday, from the moment I wake up to the moment I fall asleep, the Universe is continuously and consistently working towards a greater plan for me. One that I am still largely unaware of. It is conspiring in my favour and carefully aligning all which is meant to come my way. Specific people, places, experiences and encounters. Nothing is a coincidence and nothing is meaningless. And ultimately, although at times I tear up with frustration and impatience - begging my plan to unravel faster - I know, deep within me, that it cannot be forced. It cannot be pushed or prodded at before it is ready. Improvement seldom occurs over night. And while, at face value, it may seem as though my life is not changing, I must trust that it is. That every moment, no matter how small, is significant to my growth. And that within time, everything will make absolute sense to me. Understanding will flow through me like a river and my mind and my heart will finally come to know greater peace

: How do you always write so beautifully about people that hurt you

My anger and sadness are impermanent. My love, on the other hand, is not.



Life is too short to not fight for what you love

I’m out here. Clean eyebrows. Clear skin. Pearly white teeth. Healthy hair. Making that money. Spreading love, radiating positivity. Giving back, payin’ it forward. Eatin’ good. Unfazed by what doesn’t concern me. Loyal and honest to those I love. Reminding important people just how important they are. Complimenting strangers. More importantly, complimenting myself. Constantly learning from my mistakes. Attempting to better recognize and take responsibility for my faults. Diminishing my pride. More than willing to improve as a person. Intaking knowledge. Broadening my horizons, trying to see the world from multiple perspectives. Leaving my comfort zone, reducing my ignorance. Feeling genuine happiness for the success of others. Reminding myself that I am worthy. I am important. I am beautiful. I am unique. I am powerful. I am a game-changer. Having me is a privilege, and losing me is a great loss. Staying low-key, silent but observant. Counting my blessings. Trusting my struggles. Hoping the world throws it all back at me one day soon. And when it does, I’ll be more than ready to embrace it with open arms.


Your heart knows. Follow it. The rest is simply background noise, meant to confuse you and create doubt. Do not let that stand in the way of what you feel/understand to be true. And if, by chance, that confusion has already led you to a point of deep uncertainty, where it is difficult to pinpoint and separate what it is you truly and unmistakably desire, listen to the last thought that fills the circuits of your mind before you close your heavy eyes at night and drift to sleep.


Debate with me. Show me your passion for understanding the dynamics of the world. Economically, politically, religiously and culturally. Challenge my opinions and beliefs. Make me grow intellectually. Show me the facts. Discuss theories. Tell me the new shit you learn daily, no matter how miniscule. Knowledge is never insignificant. Stimulate my mind, not just my body. That’s how.


Probably one of the nicest compliments I’ve ever received


If you wanna play games then go join a fucking team or something cause I’m not bout it



I went outside to breathe but it was so cold that my tears froze. Some hugged the sides of my cheeks, others danced on my eyelashes. It was the closest thing to real affection that I’d felt in months.


Don’t always try to make sense of things. Live and feel everything naturally. Remind yourself that you are human. Don’t resist emotion, desire and/or opportunity if it’s what you truly want/need. Stuff always has a way of falling into place anyways.

I hate alcohol but I can’t deny the fact that one of the best things is when you’re drunk and in the same room as the person you like/love. You feel your chest burning and your confidence rising and you make eye contact and hold it because both of you just know that you want to rip each other’s clothes off and fuck, but you can’t because you’re in public so you have to sneak into the bathroom together instead…

Be with someone who does not let love get old. Someone who doesn’t mind calling you just to remind you you’re beautiful or because they miss hearing your voice. Someone who makes a conscious effort, every single day, to only add positivity to your life and make your smile a bit brighter. Someone who supports your dreams and holds your hand while you accomplish them. Someone who, even after heated arguments, does not let you go to sleep without knowing how much you mean to them. Someone who wants nothing but the best for you and knows how to be selfless. Someone who feeds you constructive criticism instead of tearing you down and hurting your self esteem. Someone who doesn’t mind the silence and who doesn’t run at the sight of risk. Someone who makes the sentence “for better or for worse” come to life. These people exist and they are out there. Do not give up hope on finding one. It may take you 100 bad relationships to meet them or it may take you 2, either way, when you encounter someone of this nature, do not let them go. They are what make love so worth it and life so exciting.


in a room full of faces,
souls,
and personalities,
my heart - my eyes - and my hands
will always, always
search for
you.


I think finding someone who makes your head spin, in a good way, is something extraordinary. Someone who makes you nervous and giddy and excited about even the simplest of things. The kind of human being you click with - and your minds intertwine just as easily as your hands and legs seem to.
I almost forgot what it felt like to have someone in my life that brings me utmost joy in the healthiest of ways. I almost forgot that love doesn’t always have to be tragic, and that it shouldn’t be. Love should be about the want to explore another being. Another person’s interests, goals and what exactly makes them tick. Like why they choose to drink their coffee black or why they prefer the winter over the summer.
And I can feel the energy surge through me on nights like these when I realize how incredible the feeling truly is. Months ago I did not believe I could come close to putting my heart in the hands of someone else. Months ago I was still holding onto the past and what it could not provide for me. And now I sit here and I am relieved. I am relieved because for once I was not searching and low and behold, I still found. I found an individual I can honestly say I admire. A girl I respect and want the best for in every aspect of life. A person I want to continue to understand and figure out.
Someone important once told me that “there’s no catch to the 22”. To stop making excuses for things because tomorrow is today. And I could give less of a shit if it’s some lyric from a Billy Joel song, because it has become so much more than that. It has become a way of life. Words to live by when you’re feeling glum and like the world is against you. And when something means so much to someone who means so much to you? Things such as those also become a part of you. They ingrain themselves on your heart and they are added to the long list of quotations you just don’t forget seem to forget.
See I do not know much about anything. I once thought I did. I once thought I knew everything about what life had to offer and I was wrong.
There was much more to life than the romances that went wrong. Than the nights I could not focus on anything but the thoughts in my head. Than the tears that swelled at the corners of my eyes. There was so much more to life every time that I wished to end mine.
And there will be people in your life that continuously bring you to those realizations. Do not let them slip through your fingers. Allow yourself to take chances and fall for individuals that make your heart feel funny things. Do not resist what the universe has in store for you.
I see her, and she is so beautiful. She is so - everything. And I cannot promise I will keep her forever, because God knows as well as I do how easily things fall apart, but I am saying that I will try to.
I will try to because it would be cowardly of me to not. It would be cowardly of me to reject the idea of love because at one point in my life it did not work out the way I wanted it to.
And so in many ways she is correct, there is no catch to the 22. And I could sit here and make up excuses for why we should not be together. I could tell myself that because she lives acrossthe country, it is unrealistic. But that would be a shame. It would be a shame because one hell of a woman awaits me across the country. And miles and plane tickets cannot surpass human emotion.


Not trying to get ahead of myself here, but sometimes you meet someone who you can actually picture your future with.
It’s not unrealistic in any way, no matter how many years it would take to get there. 
Sometimes you meet people who you love talking to. It’s not seen as a hassle, but more of a joy. Sometimes you meet people who exceed your expectations and show you a side of humanity which you deem to be admirable. 
From there they become your best friend. Sharing things with them comes easy, and so does being yourself. You can be silly and laugh and  find happiness in each other’s successes. Ultimately, you begin fully grasp the great things about love which so many young people have yet to comprehend.
These people aren’t your life, and they do not give you purpose. Instead, they are the cherry you find on top of the cake you have already made for yourself. They are the sprinkles on top of that sundae. They are the little rays of sunshine that peak through your blinds.
While they are not the entire picture, they become a grand part of it. Love does not always have to end badly. It does not always have to end up in break up revolving unfaithfulness or jealously. 
Love can be really fucking beautiful too. You just have to find the right person to experience it with. And once you do, it is one of the simplest but most rewarding pleasures life can offer you.


one of my favourite moments is when i’m sitting on a toilet completely drunk and i just smile and nod at myself in silence

mom : did you eat all the donuts
me : no
mom : why are you lying to me i can see all the powder on your pants
me : thats cocaine





fahdes:





“You have powers you never dreamed of. You can do things you never thought you could do. There are no limitations in what you can do except the limitations of your own mind.”

—  Darwin P. Kingsley

You have powers you never dreamed of. You can do things you never thought you could do. There are no limitations in what you can do except the limitations of your own mind.

“If you want to know what people are afraid of losing, look at what they take pictures of” 

sorakasenpai:

dope-im-mean:

Wtf is this

A LITTLE BABY KITTY STANDING ON A SEE THROUGH TABLE SO U CAN SEE HIS WITTLE ITTY BITTY PAWS



I don’t need you, I have other people to talk to









sniffing:

who hurt you siri



FOR A LONG TIME
I WANTED
TO BE A FLOWER
IN FULL BLOOM,


 learned that you have to keep taking care of yourself even when it looks like you’re not growing.

do u ever feel like ur not even friends with ur friends


 I love sunglasses, am I looking at that tree? Am I staring at your dick? Who knows





"HAPPINESS IS THE ONLY THING WE CAN GIVE WITHOUT HAVING"  - THE SADDEST THING ANYONE HAS TOLD ME 



I’M NOT BROKE I’M PRE RICH 



7am waking up in the morning gotta be fresh gotta throw myself down some stairs



“I have nothing to wear” = “I can’t find the 5 shirts I wear under the piles of clothes I never wear but refuse to get rid of.“


"SOMETIMES YOU MEET SOMEONE AND EVEN THOUGH YOU
NEVER LIKED BROWN EYES BEFORE, THEIR EYES ARE YOUR NEW FAVOURITE COLOUR."  -


I’m still waiting for the day my parents will say, “It’s all fake, we are millionaires, this was just to teach you to be humble”.




 






Why stress over someone that won’t even text to see if you’re alright? -




You have this one life. How do you wanna spend it? Apologizing? Regretting? Questioning? Hating yourself? Dieting? Running after people who don’t see you? Be brave. Believe in yourself. Do what feels good. Take risks. You have this one life. Make yourself proud












the worst feeling in the world is to know you were used and lied to by someone you trusted










*gets ignored by crush* Fuck It. fuck it. from now on I’m living for ME. I am going to stay hydrated, moisturize, take care of myself and my body, work on loving myself first. I am going to focus on me and stop spending energy on others and getting caught up in gratuitous ideas of romance *crush texts back* They are The One

I think relationships in general are over romanticized like at the end of the day I’m pretty sure a good relationship is just two people who know how to hang out and talk to each other not whether or not they can right all your wrongs or paint a picture of a thousand suns with the breath from your lungs or some shit







Maybe we’ll meet again, when we’re slightly older and our minds less hectic, and I’ll be right for you and you’ll be right for me. But right now I am chaos to your th





You need to understand that I’ll never be the girl that begs you to stay. If you decide to walk out of my life, I might be sad for a little while but know that I’ll never chase you. I’ll just let you go. 




“Beauty has a lot to do with character. -
















I was dying to
hear
someone say
That I didn’t need
to try so hard to be perfect,
That I was enough
and
it was okay




i just want a kinda cool best friend who i can be like ‘lets go to a fuckin muSEUM tomorrow’ to and they’ll be like ‘heck yEA’ and we can just hop on a train but then i can just go 2 their house anytime and we can jam and talk about conspiracy theories and bands and bela lugosi and eat pasta

Honestly I’m a nice person
But I can’t vibe well with people who care too much about superficial/materialistic shit
Like I don’t fuck with u




maybe this year ill find a boyfriend [audience laughs in the background]







Someone who wants to know every part of me, what makes me sad and what makes me happy. Someone who strives to be better each and every day. Someone who is ambitious. Someone who wants to help me be a better me. Someone who likes to enjoy life. Someone who likes to goof around. Someone who wants to explore the world. 


i hate when your friends say something problematic and youre like??? i didnt raise you to be like that?

clublunae:

Q’d, CLUB LUNAE

I USED TO HATE SUMMER
BECAUSE YOUR ABSENCE WAS LIKE THE HEAT–
OPPRESSIVE,
HOT,
HEAVY.
NOTHING COULD QUENCH
MY THIRST FOR SOMETHING MORE,
SOMETHING THAT EVERYONE WROTE ABOUT,
SUNG ABOUT,
RAVED ABOUT:
LOVE.
BUT NOW AS I SIT
IN THE PLEASANT TWILIGHT
WITH THE STIFLING AIR THINNING,
I DRINK IN THE ROSY SKIES
AND THE FEELING THAT
I MIGHT JUST
ENJOY SUMMER THIS TIME.


SO FAR AWAY,
I WONDER NOW:
WHY DID I LOVE YOU BEFORE?
WHY DID I MISS YOU?
YOU,
WHO KEPT ME WAITING.
KEPT ME HANGING.
KEPT ME CRYING.
KEPT ME WONDERING.
WHO DID EVERYTHING
BUT PROPERLY KEEP ME.
AS I FLOAT UP HIGHER,
I LEAVE BEHIND MY OLD RIVERS
OF MELANCHOLY AND LONGING.
BUT THE HIGHER ATMOSPHERE IS COLD
SO I BECOME COLDER,
AND I DON’T KNOW IF I’M NUMB
OR IF THIS IS PART OF MY MASK.
EITHER WAY,
YOU CAN’T TOUCH ME




WE WERE FIREWORKS,
BRIGHT IN THE SKY,
RAINING OUR SPARKS DOWN,
BECOMING A PART OF THE
STARRY NEIGHBORHOOD
THAT SAT HIGH IN THE CLOUDS;

BUT WE WENT OFF TOO SOON–
LASTED AS LONG AS
A SWEET FIRST KISS–
AND NOW THE SHOW’S OVER.
NOTHING TO SEE HERE, FOLKS.



DO DREAMS COME TRUE
IF NO ONE IS AROUND YOU TO SEE IT?

BECAUSE I’VE FINALLY OPENED THE DOOR
TO THE PAINTED LIGHT BLUE SKY
THAT SINGS FREEDOM IN EVERY SPECK OF AIR;
I’VE FINALLY BRUSHED MY FINGERTIPS TO THE STARS,
AND ITS WARMTH BLOSSOMS UNDER MY SKIN,
AS IF TO KISS MY INSIDES
AND CONGRATULATE ME ON A JOB WELL DONE.

BUT
WHEN THE HEAT COOLS DOWN,
THE DOOR IS STILL A LITTLE FAR,
AND I KEEP MY ACCOMPLISHMENT INSIDE
IN ORDER TO SOW HUMILITY,
I STILL NOTICE THAT
I COULDN’T SHARE MY FEAT WITH YOU,
I COULD TELL YOU THE STORY
OF HOW A LONG STRUGGLE ENDED HAPPILY.

AND EVEN THOUGH I’M HAPPY,
SOMETIMES I FEEL A LITTLE EMPTY,
LIKE I’M AT A LOSS FOR WORDS
BECAUSE MY SUCCESS IS LODGED IN MY THROAT,
AND THEN I CONTINUE TO WONDER:
DO DREAMS COME TRUE
IF YOU ARE NOT HERE WITH ME TO SEE IT?




I’M EMPTY
CRAVING AFFECTION
OF ANY KIND
GRASPING FOR
SOME SORT OF LOVE
TO SUSTAIN ME

PLEASE
SHOWER ME WITH
MORSELS OF SWEET,
SWEET AFFECTION

BECAUSE I’VE BEEN
STARVED OF LOVE
FOR TOO LONG

AND I’VE ALMOST
BROKEN INTO A PILE
OF LEFTOVER CRUMBS

WHEN I SLOWLY REALIZE
THAT I HAD LOVE IN ME
ALL ALONG

AND I JUST HAVE TO REMEMBER
TO FEED MYSELF WITH IT
EVEN WHEN OTHER LOVES
HAVE GONE WRONG.


ONCE YOU LEFT,
EVEN THOUGH I KNOW
I CAN LIVE WITHOUT YOUR PRESENCE,
I CAN’T HELP BUT FEEL LIKE
YOU TOOK SOME OF ME WITH YOU.
BECAUSE THE LIGHT IN MY EYES
GLIMMERS MORE SOFTLY NOW.
MY VOICE SEEMS
TO GET LOST WITH THE WIND,
UNABLE TO CARRY THROUGH ANYMORE.
MY LIPS STRUGGLE TO SMILE,
AS IF THEY WERE LIFTING A WEIGHT
JUST TO TURN UPWARDS AGAINST GRAVITY.

I DON’T NEED YOU TO LIVE–
YOU WEREN’T MY OXYGEN,
YOU WEREN’T MY HEART.
BUT YOU WERE SOME PART OF ME
THAT’S NOW TORN AWAY,
AND I WONDER WHEN
I WILL BE FULL OF LIFE AGAIN.




OVERTHINKING
OVEREMOTIONAL
OVERWHELMING.
BUT
JUST BECAUSE MY MIND
AND MY HEART ARE FLOODED
DOESN’T MEAN I AM NOT
AN OCEAN WORTH SWIMMING.








my head is hurting because i thought about my future for 0.3 seconds
you can get a headache from looking at something that bright