the next forehead kiss i get better be by a gun

thinking of that one poem about grief that goes something like “at the end of the day, there is only you and your grief; reluctantly dancing, trying to avoid stepping on each other's toes, and occasionally failing… but when you go home and fall asleep, grief will gently shake you again and you’ll have no choice but to dance again.”

Girlworried girlconcerned girlstressed

women of the world unlearn your massive guilt complex 

does anyone know when we get to stop being afraid

U ever b like “it is what it is” but deep in ur heart wish shit would b different

girl who has given up 100,000,000,000 times

i love the whole world violently. and i dont want to go to work

Love all u ladies and ur hearts dedicated to hate

"I think we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. We are good people and we've suffered enough."

all i wanted was that look in your eyes, like you already knew that i was the love of your life.

itni buri hu kya?

just another girl experiencing the agonies of the world in her bedroom<3

put me first n haven’t looked back since

outgrowing everyone n everything it seems

nice things will happen but first you have to lose all hope and die 45 times