Beautiful Scars
Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know.
- Pema Chödrön  (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: psych-facts)


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Keep the flame going for those we have lost to suicide. 

why has this not got any notes 

a middle school girl commited suicide here a few days ago..she was 14..

my followers know who this is for.

two of my close friends attempted multiple times

i attempted around this time last year. keep this going.

Today, personally, this is for Robin Williams.
But for today, and every day, it is for anybody who has ever lost anybody to suicide and anybody who has been lost themselves.
I know it probably doesn’t help, but I am so, so sorry.
RIP

Reblogging this twice and this should have way more notes
lovelyscrewed:

reachfor-perfection:

tell me what you think of this photo? It breaks my heart to see this….

❇ a lost wanderer ❇
And if you call me at 4 am, too sad to even say hello, I will listen to your silence until you fall asleep. If you need to cry I will not wipe your tears away because you are only human and sometimes tears are as close to laughter as you can get and that’s okay. If you get sleepy I will let you drool on my arm and I won’t laugh at you if you snore too loud. If you need to yell so hard that your voice cracks and your knees fail I will hold you up and yell with you. If you get so angry you punch your hands red I will ice your knuckles and tell you that wounds heal both inside and out, and just like the cold that is harsh and burning, I will always be the warmth to soothe you and make you feel better. I will love you.
- lntroduction (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: lntroductions)


It’s easy to love someone when they’re happy. What’s hard is loving someone when they’re crying on the bathroom floor at 2am because everything came crashing down at once.
- Midnight thoughts (sometimes I’m a mess)

(Source: reality-escape-artist)


The worst type of crying is when you are lying in bed, hands over your mouth. Your face scrunches up and you let out that first gasp. The tears are running down your face onto your pillow and you cry and cry so much that you can’t breathe. You ask whoever’s up there, “Why? Why me?” You sob, trying to gasp breaths in between without being loud. You have one hand on your heart and the other on your stomach because they both hurt. Eventually the tears stop flowing and you are left laying there, numb.
- The worst type of crying (via dead-and-scarred)

i-n-e-f-f-a-b-l-e-m-e:

one of my all time favorite posts
Eventually you’ll learn to shut off any emotion and just pretend that it doesn’t bother you until it doesn’t anymore
- Just Pretend (via teenag3r)