How to kill someone;
Hold their hand and then never touch their skin again,
See them nearly everyday and pretend they don’t exist,
Act like everything you ever said to them was a lie.
Was this your plan all along?  (via thewastedgeneration)
My mother told me that you can’t cure depression,
that taking pills wouldn’t fix me and taking six
instead of the prescribed two definitely wasn’t
going to speed up the process. But I met a boy
who tasted better than Prozac. He made it easier
to get out of bed. He kissed me like I was
alive, like I wasn’t empty, like maybe there was
something left inside me. He made my bones
ache less when he touched me. He made it okay.
When my world was crashing down around me,
he picked up all the pieces. When I stopped
breathing and tried to tear open my wrists to
find the last little bits of happiness left in my
veins, he was there to lace me back together.
But he left and I haven’t washed my hair in three
weeks. My mother was right.
I met a boy who tasted better than Prozac (via extrasad)

i’m a grown woman
i can do whatever i want


 

I lapsed into my pathetic cut-off period. Often with humans, both good and bad, my senses simply shut off, they get tired, I give up. I am polite. I nod. I pretend to understand because I don’t want anybody to be hurt. That is the one weakness that has lead me into the most trouble. Trying to be kind to others I often get my soul shredded into a kind of spiritual pasta.
No matter. My brain shuts off. I listen. I respond. And they are too dumb to know that I am not there.
Charles Bukowski, Hollywood (via ughpoems)
Because hangovers hurt less than heartache.
Six Word Story by Pien Pouwels (via oceanflowerbird)
austenmarie:

My Body Is Not Your BusinessAvailable on my Society6 store.

austenmarie:

My Body Is Not Your Business

Available on my Society6 store.

i just need to get my shit together
me in 2009/2012/this time last year/a minute ago/next year probably (via guy)

heartatwork:

lonelyy-depressed-girl:

if I offered you $20, would you take it?

How about if I crumpled it up?

Stepped on it?

you would probably take it even though it was crumpled and stepped on it. Do you know why?

Because it is still $20, and its worth has not changed.

The same goes for you; if you have a bad day, or if something bad happens to you, you are not worthless.

if someone crumples you up or steps on you, your worth does not change. You are still just as valuable as you were before.

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toke-the-smoke:

Date night

toke-the-smoke:

Date night

shimadonna:


Pitbulls aren’t evil, the bastards who put them against each other are.

the fuckin dog is like
should i lick the bun
i’m gonna lick the bun
*licks the bun*

shimadonna:

Pitbulls aren’t evil, the bastards who put them against each other are.

the fuckin dog is like

should i lick the bun

i’m gonna lick the bun

*licks the bun*

voiceofnature:

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