Cold Streets,Empty Hearts

I'm not "fucking ok" I fuck quite good tbh, I just feel like shit

can someone please be proud of me like fuck I’m trying

I really love these, and I reblog them every single time. Some of you don’t realize how easy it’s to forget to do some of those stuff or how hard they can be some days.

now i feel like ive actually accomplished something today thank u ily

humans are kinda cute we pass stories down generations to instill a sense of wonder in people we’ll never know and we have little bells on our houses to tell each other that we’ve arrived and we shiver when we get cold and we have an endless amount of curiosity and if the night sky is clear our first instinct is to look up at the stars and think about going on big adventures

I want to hug this post

bitches ain’t even 5’5” demandin a 6’3” nigga like “pick someone your own size” ain’t a thing

Im 5’2” and my ex is 6’4” step off

your ex already did

"You were reaching for someone else."

fuck……. this got me

FUCKITY BYE

Read this Over And Over And Over

People really underestimate how much strength it takes to fight mental illness…so just a message to say, if you’re fighting the thoughts in your head, I am so fucking proud of you.

Clear your mind here