• me: ur sitting in my seat
  • kid: i don't see ur name on it
  • me: it will be written in your blood if you don't get the fuck up


to all those ppl who can just lay down and go to sleep: fuck u


if u ask me to go to the park and just swing on swings with u there is 98% chance i will say yes and swing for 5 hours do not test me


when ur eating dinner at your friends house


and their parents start arguing


and you want to ask for the salt


but the salt is right in between their upcoming divorce



Darren Pearson is a ‘light painter’, who creates photographs and videos featuring elements that are ‘painted’ with light during long exposures. skeleton is one of his common characters.

He has been light painting since 2008 ..

I learned from you that girls
like me are not worth staying

You plucked the words from
our mouths like unripe fruit
and laughed the “no’s” off
our lips like the bodies we
inherited were our fault.

When we told you we loved
you, something changed
within your body and the lips
you once used to kiss us
were changed into the lips
of a hissing monster,

spit gushing from behind
barred teeth and a tongue
on fire. We never knew to
call you enemy.

Your voice welled up from
the holes in our bodies
urging us to stay quiet, stay
still, stay open, stop crying,
stop moving, stop breathing.

I once asked you how you
thought my name was spelled
and you carved W-E-A-K into
my arms until I bled “I’m sorry’s”
and mopped up the mess with
the t-shirts you said didn’t fit
me right.

You told me I was a weed and
you were the vinegar, that you
needed to get rid of the growth
of me to protect those around
me but you mistook me for
a mistake when all I was could
have been explained as a flower
who had not yet grown any petals.

Girls like me were born from
women like bomb shelters,
women with rib cages stuffed
full of the names of men like
you, women with fists as steady
as their teeth were sharp.

How dare you think our
inheritance was one of

I learned from you that girls
like me are not worth staying

I learned from girls like me
that men like you are not worth
the sacrifice of one’s self.
I learned from girls like me
that boys like you don’t take
well to women who know their
own self-worth.

inheritance, Emma Bleker (via stolenwine)
Mental illness is like fighting a war where the enemy’s strategy is to convince you that the war isn’t actually happening.
I am a creature of grief and dust and bitter longings. There is an empty place within me where my heart was once.
George R.R. Martin (via vallarmorghulis)

(Source: seabois)

When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive - to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
Marcus Aurelius  (via seulray)

(Source: panatmansam)