March 2012
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I feel guilty after I eat. Always.
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February 2012
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Pretty in Ink: “Why can’t you just be lonely?”... →
ineloquententity:
“Why can’t you just be lonely?” Putting myself in those shabby shoes of yours - sweetie, I always said I could, but your selfishness just couldn’t let you see past your own sadness. Was it as dark as the cloud that has been hanging over my head for years? You always said I made it…
She has put my life so beautifully into words. thank you.
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step one: take out homework
step two: reward self with two hours of internet for getting that far
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A word that does not exist in the English...
Ya’aburnee Arabic – Both morbid and beautiful at once, this incantatory word means “You bury me,” a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person because of how difficult it would be to live without them.
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The person I reblogged this from is beautiful.
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Some people turn sad awfully young. No special reason, it seems, but they seem...
– Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine
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There is no greater glory than to die for love.
– Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera (via honeyforthehomeless)
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so my mom is telling my aunt that she needs to discipline her son more because he’s disrespectful, and my aunt turns around and says “at least my son doesn’t curl up in a corner and hurt his body because he can’t handle life like your daughter”. family bonding time. always my favorite.
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