What’s the worst thing I’ve stolen? Probably little pieces of other people’s lives. Where I’ve either wasted their time or hurt them in some way. That’s the worst thing you can steal, the time of other people. You just can’t get that back.
(Source: azlieh, via dist0rted-th0ught)
that feeling before you sleep when you’re lying in bed and you physically need someone to hug you and just wrap their arms around you tightly.
but there’s no one that can, so you just lie there feeling sad and achy in the dark by yourself, ugh.
someone watch a movie with me and cuddle
"write about me"
and I told her
"break my heart first"
I don’t think people love me. They love versions of me I have spun for them, versions of me they have construed in their minds. The easy versions of me, the easy parts of me to love.
(Source: wordsthat-speak, via seabiitch)
I feel like whoever came up with the word “menstruation” just smashed “mental” and “frustration” together and voila it fits.
having your period cramp pain fade away is literally the happiest feeling ever, like you slowly start uncurling yourself from the fetal position, and feel like you can take over the world again
I don’t think you understand that you can literally rip my heart out and stomp on it and I’ll apologize for getting your shoes dirty.
-the best text I’ve ever received (via sadwavy)
(Source: battleagainsttheworld, via coffeecatsandcigarettes)
I know I probably don’t cross your mind much anymore but I hope someday you see something that reminds you of me and the things we use to spend hours talking about at night and then your throat gets tight and your heart skips a beat and you finally miss me back.
-missinyouiskillingme (via darthcaitlinnnn)
You have to learn to say no without feeling guilty. Setting boundaries is healthy. You need to learn to respect and take care of yourself.
-Unknown (via femmefilth666)
(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via femme-queen)