its hard because I know my mom needs my help but in helping her, it will make me miserable. My whole life I have been living for others, and I havent really minded, but im at the point in my life where I just need to get away from it all. But if I dont help her she might hate me and I dont want to lose my mom. I really dont know what to do. Make myself happy, or make everyone around me happy?
“If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.”
Edgar Allan Poe <3 (via devils-lettuce)
“Don’t do that. Don’t skip stages in your life. You’re 19, kiss a few boys and wear your heart on your sleeve. There will come a time when you’re 39 and stuck in a suit, wondering why the hell you were so eager to grow up in the first place.”
Note to self (via unlively)
I want this tattooed on my forehead
“Just remember when you’re ignoring her, you’re teaching her to live without you.”
“All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life - where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it.”
Miranda July (via lunardemons)
I hate talking about my problems because then people tell me their opinion on whether or not it is worthy of actually being a problem and I would really like to suffer in peace without someone telling me its not worth suffering over. ya know?
replacing my heart with another liver so i can drink more and care less
It’s hard to go home.
It’s hard to even call it home.
I keep catching myself
referring to it as
My heart hurts
when I think of you,
it starts to race
almost as if its kicking me
for letting you break it.
I remember the first time
we had sex together;
I made you keep the lights off
because I didnt want you to see my scars.
I thought that if I made you love me first
they wouldnt matter.
I was already broken,
but you fucking shattered me.
“You can drink too much
and forget the night before
but I’ve learned you
can never drink enough
to forget the people
you’ve loved and lost.”
Beau Taplin || A most unfortunate truth. (via perfect)