boundlesscountry:

sketchmedesire:

A sixth grader’s advice to future sixth graders.

that’s one of the wisest things I ever read

boundlesscountry:

sketchmedesire:

A sixth grader’s advice to future sixth graders.

that’s one of the wisest things I ever read

(Source: fondmemoryarchive)

803,370 notes

ساتھ لمحوں کا اور یاد برسوں کی…..
اچھے لوگوں کی یہی عادت بُری لگتی ہے. (via naveedahsan)

Stay?

12 notes

qalbii:

Jitna suljhaao gey yeh aur ulajh jayegi,
Zindagi zulf to nahi jo sanwar jayegi.

34 notes

your mother
didn’t spend
9 months
forming your body
inside of her
just so you could
hate and destroy it
(via nofuxks)

(Source: x69o)

129,770 notes

  • Me: No it's ok I'll be alright I don't wanna burden you with my emotional garbage don't worry
  • Me: FRIEND IS SAD? TELL ME EVERYTHING. DON'T HOLD BACK. I'M HERE FOR YOU. DO YOU WANT ICE CREAM? BLANKET? I'VE CLEARED THE NEXT 5 HOURS OF MY SCHEDULE, TALK TO ME. I BROUGHT OREOS.

44,275 notes

hereunoia:

It was a glorious summer morning, the kind that only takes place when you’re young. The sky was bright and smiling so big it left no room for clouds.  You were bathed in showers of light; the sort of scattered, dappled light effect when sunlight passes through the leaves. You looked at that light, smelled the morning in the air, and in your mind it was inconceivable that anything dangerous could ever happen under such a pretty sky.

—  ”木漏れ日” Alaska Gold.

That incredible week. London dayss

67 notes

I hated this. I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing they weren’t the same thing.
Maggie Stiefvater (via dumbwhitegirl)

(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege)

11,089 notes

heavenforbidx:

"Don’t watch the sunset with him. He’ll poison it. You won’t be able to look at the sky without swallowing a mouthful of him."

heavenforbidx:

"Don’t watch the sunset with him. He’ll poison it. You won’t be able to look at the sky without swallowing a mouthful of him."

7,938 notes

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to scream and punch things.
Do it.
Let out every ounce of anger you have.
Sit on the floor and cry until you feel numb.
Listen to songs that make your heart sink to your feet.
Write angry letters to all the people who have broken you, left you, ignored you or hurt you.
Throw your hairbrush at the wall.
Do it twelve times.
Do it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to hurt yourself.
Don’t you dare do it.
Sit on the floor and watch cartoons like you did when you were little.
Listen to songs that make you want to dance around your bedroom in your underwear at 3 A.M.
Make paper airplanes out of those angry letters and watch them soar into the fireplace.
Brush all the knots out of your hair and say “I am worth it” into the mirror.
Say it twelve times.
Say it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to get through it.

things i wish i could make you understand (via versteur)

(Source: pessimistiic)

196,957 notes