Smile Because We're Young

Ask Away  

know that i loved you. know that it was not enough. 

(Source: facina-oris)

— 3 weeks ago with 1469 notes
Stronger than I am →

I put on a face for everyone to see - the face of strength, the face of dignity, the face of a strong woman with self respect.

Don’t get me wrong, I fulfill all of those things - but not all the time.

Sometimes I am weak, I am fragile, I am broken - and it’s all because of him.

I don’t shed…

— 3 weeks ago with 2 notes
Ectopic Destruction →

chasingmyendlessinfinities:

This is when I crumble. This is when I break down. It is time - I’ve waited far too long. I put off my eradication in hopes your arms would be enough to hold my broken pieces together.

It is never enough. This is when I crumble. I break down, I fall apart. My heart bleeds. My body aches. My mind…

— 3 weeks ago with 3 notes
entirelyhuman:

EntirelyHuman:

Human Contradiction.

entirelyhuman:

EntirelyHuman:

Human Contradiction.

(via chasingmyendlessinfinities)

— 3 weeks ago with 57 notes
glass-ball00n:

Believe it when I say there are better ways to cope

glass-ball00n:

Believe it when I say there are better ways to cope

(via chasingmyendlessinfinities)

— 3 weeks ago with 102 notes
12 AM →

chasingmyendlessinfinities:

Like a glass of ice cold water thrown at it, my mind awakes suddenly and uncomfortably at 12 AM.
My thoughts run wild, like we once used to. Like wild horses, feeling the invincibility in our veins.
Although I think of these times, they can not be repeated, they cannot be felt as vividly as…

— 3 weeks ago with 3 notes
"I feel like fifteen percent of our hearts are full of someone else’s pain."
Extract from The Art of Forgetting (via unmaiden)

(Source: cascadingletters, via chasingmyendlessinfinities)

— 3 weeks ago with 8081 notes
"Everyone who terrifies you is sixty five percent water. And everyone you love is made of stardust, and I know sometimes you can’t even breathe deeply, and the night sky is no home, and you have cried yourself to sleep enough times that you are down to your last two percent, but nothing is infinite, not even loss. You are made of the sea and the stars, and one day you are going to find yourself again."
F. Butler (via unmaiden)

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— 3 weeks ago with 18297 notes