When you pray for rain you have to deal with the mud too

You are going to laugh until your stomach hurts again. You're going to be in awe of a sunset. Watch your favorite show while you eat your favorite food. Find money on the street. Discover a great band you haven't heard of before. You will find your way back.

life is so much better when u stop hyperanalysing urself and realise u can’t hate urself into being better u just have to accept ur a lil weird n fucked up slightly but it’s not that deep just live

You’re too blind to see and i’m too tired to tell

y’all please remember your parent’s being abused by their parents does not excuse what they did to you, even if it “wasnt as bad” as whatever they went through. your dad getting hit as a kid did not give him the right to scream at you till you cried and just because he didn’t hit you doesn’t mean it wasnt also abuse. your mom invading your privacy and betraying your trust in her and trying to get you to do things out of guilt for her lost childhood is still abuse. you are not responsible for fixing something you had no part in causing and im sorry anyone ever made you feel that way.

if suddenly you feel the urge to cry come upon you seemingly from nowhere, please, recognize that it is not from nowhere. it is from a somewhere where you forgot to mourn properly. a place only your body can remember. let these tears come. let your body mourn. let your body feel her loss. even if you cannot understand her (who can?) it is important to let your body have this. when the crying is over feed your body something special and be gentle with her. bless

champagne problems really hits different when you’re mentally ill and convince yourself nobody will ever be able to put up with it

we are a generation of sleepy lovers, of big-hearted rebels, of tired fighters. we are a generation worn out, but unwilling to back down.