goodnight baby  —     

I’m standing tall after
a wasted war.

I’m holding up. I’m holding up.
Even when the spaces of my spine
remind me of our distance, I don’t
miss you. No, not anymore.
valentina thompson, ”and i’m fighting for me now” (via theseoverusedwords)


Francine Prose, Goldengrove

You never need to apologize
for how you chose to survive.
Clementine von Radics (via journalofanobody)
All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know.
Ernest Hemingway
There’s nothing wrong with not understanding yourself.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close



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Sorry, last one, I promise…


Seeing people the same age as you doing awesome things with their lifeimage


this stick figure has no face so why the fuck can I tell exactly what its feeling


where the fuck is the bartender


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          If the sun did not rise…
I would cover the city of night with lights
to gaze forever, star-drunk

—Nadia Anjuman, from “Girlish Heart" (translated by Diana Arterian and Marina Omar)

1. Sometimes you’ll be like, “HEY EVERYONE LET’S DO SUSHI AND DRINKS AND FUN STUFF TOMORROW NIGHT!” but then tomorrow night comes and you regret everything as you try to weasel your way out of plans that you created. You resent 24-Hours-Ago-You for being so enthusiastic.




When friends won’t believe they’re cute and perfect


when friends insist that you’re cute and perfect


shhhhhhhh you’re cute and perfect deal with it