happy mother’s day, earth. i’m sorry we are destroying you
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I'm Not Her
Im not her
I’m not that girl
That happy go lucky
All smiles
World is wonderful
Flowers in her hair
Almond milk latte
Everything happens for a reason girl….
I’m not her
That’s not me
But I wish that it was
I am the storm before the calm
I am the girl that worries why she didn’t get a good night text
And has to ask if you really like her after we’ve just fucked…
I am everything that makes the world stop
The over thinking
Over analyzing
Over stepping
Understated monster in my head
I am the demon who whispers to me
late at night
That I
Am not
okay.
The panic
The fear
The catastrophic post traumic balancing act I call a life
That is me.
I am her.
I am that girl.
Anxiety is my living nightmare
The itch you can never scratch
The disease you can never heal
The wound that just won’t close
It wakes me up at night
Clenched my throat tight
Telling me to make me bleed
Anxiety is everything
It consumes me
Surrounds me
engulfs me
Never leaving
Always persisting.
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shout out to anyone out there with comprehension issues. the ones who need things broken down in a clear, concise manner, who need things repeated, explained over and over again.
shout out to the ones who find themselves in constant frustration because they just dont understand, and in turn, others dont understand them.
the ones who find reading multiple paragraphs exhausting, overstimulating. shout out to the ones that have to read things several times to understand something.
shout out to the people who fear others will think them ignorant.
you’re not ignorant. you matter, and you are loved. so much.
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I am tired,” she says, “and it is so awfully difficult to feel sad and tired when all you want is to feel alive.
S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #84 (via blossomfully)
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Find someone that makes you laugh as hard as they make you cum.
Unknown (via merryful)
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To continue on
To continue on. As if everything is okay. When really my head and heart might explode. But I have to hold on. I have to be okay. I have to try. Because you are never coming back to me.... And I have to accept that. Take it day by day. See where it goes. Learn to trust. Maybe it will be okay. Maybe.
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