moving on.

luckymlmb:

i hate when you miss someone but you doubt that they miss you so you just kinda exist in that space of not wanting to bother them, but wanting to talk to them and see them because you miss them and enjoy their presence so in the end you just kinda stay silent and hope they maybe miss you too

(via protestbewegung)

squishyxhippie:

When I say “please don’t take a picture of me” it’s not because I’m being bitchy and stubborn, it’s because if I see that picture I will seriously feel so bad about myself and think I am the ugliest thing on earth and sink a little deeper into self consciousness and hatred.

(via donewthesad)

cozyocean:

“Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.”

— Charlotte Eriksson
(via wordsnquotes)

(Source: wordsnquotes.com, via h-erzrasen)

pullthetriggerhard:

“Es gibt zwei Arten von Schmerz, der eine, der dich verletzt und der andere, der dich verändert.”

(via willkuscheln)

iirememberthinking:

Dear whoever is reading this: I wish you a life full of warmth and happiness and love. I hope you’re okay. And if you aren’t now, you will be.

(via head-circus)

habdichverloren:

“I’ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they’re dancing in a daydream or if they’re carrying the weight of the world.”

— John Green, Looking for Alaska
(via thoughtkick)

(via habdichverloren)