thoughtkick:

“You can do it. You are brave and you are loved.”

— Tracy Holczer

heavensghost:

altruisticwriter:

“I killed a plant once because i gaveit too much water. Lord, I worry that love is violence.”

-joseolivarez

dark-romantics:

I think it’s kinda cool that my ancestors survived plagues, famines and literal wars just so that I could sit in my room all day and stare at the screen until my head hurts

preschooldr0pout:

ALT

qvotable:

“I am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.”

— Unknown

lone-nyctophile:

- Beau Taplin

feral-ballad:

Katherine Larson, from Radial Symmetry; “Gardens in Tunisia”

[Text ID: “There are days that walk through me / and I cannot hold them.”]

kragehund-again:

one thing about me is that im literally just in my room

metamorphesque:

—On Love, Marina Tsvetaeva

[text ID: I just want a humble, murderously simple thing: that a person be glad when I walk into the room.]

coldbrewnette:

I blog for the girls who cry on their birthdays and lose a little bit of themselves during the summer months

newvision:

— Bob Dylan from When the Deal Goes Down on Modern Times (2006)

fairydrowning:

Zoë Lianne, “Erasure”

Mary Oliver, “Felicity”

Emily Bronte, “Wuthering Heights”

fairycosmos:

the mood swings have been insane lately. one okay productive day costs me two weeks of grief and apathy and anger. hot girls get it 

love-letters-i-never-sent:

i’m just a memory of what you loved most,

now you can’t hurt me, because you can’t hurt a ghost.