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"the things you hope for the most are the things that destroy you in the end"

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"I drank until you weren’t real."
- Six Word Story (#12)

(Source: writingraw)


Silver Linings

writingsforwinter:

Some days the air will be more salt than freshness;

some days your bones will be more pockmarked than pomegranates.

But no matter how full the universe is of dark energy,

it still manages to make the night sky look beautiful.

And no matter how full of scars your lungs are,

the tissue still produces that wonderful voice.

There’s a reason whirlpools flow differently

on either side of the Equator: because opposites

are the only silver linings that can ever turn into gold.

When each day is a suicide note,

find strength in holding the pen that allows you

to express your feelings instead of letting them fester inside

like craters buried deep in the skin of the moon.

When every morning is another reason to stay in bed,

find joy in the nights when you’re able to get out of it.

You can wail all you want and ask the Grand Canyon

how it feels to breathe, but all you’ll get is the answer

that sometimes it hurts to be so empty.

So fill yourself instead,

until all that’s left inside your head

is everything but the desire to be dead.

"It is difficult, when faced with a situation you cannot control, to admit you can do nothing."
- ― Lemony Snicket (via psych-quotes)

"I know I shake when you don’t call and I feel like I can’t breathe when you forget to tell me you love me. I know that sometimes the words that come spilling out of my mouth at 3 AM make me sound crazy. I know that I love you a little too much. I know everything really hurts right now. I hope you know that I will always be here to keep the blood inside your veins. I hope you know that I will always be here to kiss you goodnight even if I fall asleep crying afterwards. I hope you know that you are the only reason I’ve still got stars hidden under my skin. I hope you know that you are the only thing that keeps the flowers in my lungs from dying. I know we’re fucked up. I know that sometimes I make you feel like you’re choking. I hope you know that I’m sorry. I hope you know that I see you in everything. I hope you know that it’s okay. I hope you know that you’re all I want. I hope you know that I think you’re wonderful. I hope you know that I think you’re every sunset and every thunderstorm and every cup of tea in the universe. I hope you know that you are my entire galaxy. I hope you know that I love you."
- everything I know, everything I hope that you know (via sexpansion)

(Source: extrasad)


unfortunatesalmon:

sheetmetalsheep:

"No."

"I’m going on an adventure!""No you aren’t, come eat your fruit.""mOOOMMMM"
"My pain was never beautiful or poetic. It was answering the phone mid breakdown and laughing like I was fine."
- (via recoveryliife)

"Well yeah, and I’m sad, but at the same time I’m really happy that something can make me feel that sad. It’s like, it makes me feel alive, you know? It makes me feel human. The only way I can feel this sad now, is if I felt something really good before. So I have to take the bad with the good. So I guess what I’m feeling is like a beautiful sadness."
-

South Park (via icecalescence)

South Park getting deep man


"

You told me once that you would break my heart.
I asked you not to be such a goddamn
cliché, but then you left me because part
of you was still broken. You say some man

pried open the cracks of you, dug holes where
once there were none, so now you just cannot
love me how I deserve, and darling, therein
lies the problem: you can you can you can

you can you can you can you can you can.
Your reasons why are no good reasons why.
We said we should not fall in love and then
we showed each other our most quiet

scars: my wrists, your upper thighs, and now you say
this too easily: you say you cannot stay.

"
- Leaving Sonnet, Neil Hilborn (from “Clatter - a collection of poems by Neil Hilborn” from button poetry)

crentist:

made a pillow to hug on my bad days.
artemirlan:

Never too late
jessi2222:

This speaks to me on so many levels