Words, a letter and a letter on a string

things get better. you will go from standing in the shower thinking “god what if this is for the rest of my life” to “god, i hope this is for the rest of my life.”

in other news I’m reading an essay from 1894 and this woman Sarah Grand refers to men who cry about feminism as “the Bawling Brotherhood” 

when someone with anxiety asks ‘do you love me?’ ‘are you sure?’ don’t get angry.  we’re trying hard, but sometimes we need reassurance.  we feel like no one likes us sometimes. deep down, we know it’s silly.  but that doesn’t stop us. we’re still learning. be patient.

Study the hurtful patterns of your life. Then don’t repeat them.

Reblog for an inappropriate audition song based on your blog

How beautiful is it that someone could make your heart beat so fast when you don’t want it to beat at all.