I’m at the point in my life where I need you to be straight up honest and back up every word you say with actions. If you miss me, tell me. If you wanna see me, show up or ask me to come over. If you’re upset with me or something in general, tell me. I’ve done the whole playing games, chasing hearts around that never belonged to me. I’m done doing it. If you want me, I’m here, where I’ve been. Say what you mean and mean what you say.
You will wake up one day, realizing how tiring life is and hoping for the world to stop spinning and for people to stop talking. Wishing that you’re somewhere else but here. You will love to be out of this universe and imagine for yourself being in a different place. To be in a different situation. You will want to change things and arrange it like your own puzzle. Easily solved. And built in just one second. Things will be hard. And the waves will be stronger. You’ll wish that you don’t have to face it. You’ll try to turn around and run away. But you’ll realize that you cannot escape this—that for you to get through it, you’ll need to lift yourself just to fight it. And when that day comes, darling you’ll have all the courage you’ve been hiding in your heart. You’ll find out how brave you are. You’ll see what is more than that face who is always staring back at you in the mirror. You’ll know that you are capable of more. You’ll then realize, that life won’t give you something you can never take. That failure isn’t something that should put you down and every success is worth every—single—tear that has run out of your eyes. That you are the strongest person you’ll ever know, even if the world tried to make you believe otherwise. Someday, it’ll be all right. Someday, you’ll realize that life is still worth fighting for. That living life is still something we should dream of.
ma.c.a // You don’t have to believe me, you just have to believe in yourself, Positively (via vomitingwords)
6.05pm > 6.15pm > 6.22pm
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Suddenly I wonder, ‘Where is the girl that I was last year? Two years ago? What would she think of me now?
Sylvia Plath (via ohteenscanrelate)
It pissed me off knowing how can a person makes fun of others who are struggling with depression. First things first, we didn’t ask for this. You have no idea how much we want to get over it but it’s easier said than done.
We are just like one big ball of mess, trying to fix these tangled emotions. Most of us are too fucked up, some hurt too much, others are overly-sensitive and struggling with their mixed feelings, and the rest are just too weak to help themselves.
You have no right to judge these people. Say something nice or don’t say anything at all. Over 800,000 people died by suicide each year. How is this funny? Not at all. We never know how can a single word might affects someone. Either you can try and walk in their shoes, or step back and remain silent. If you are just curious without any intention to help, then i suggest you to go mind your own business than trying to ruin someone’s life.
Forget the world, love. I do not need it. I just need to be yours, to be the world you have been dreaming of.
Lukas W. // Coffee thoughts #105 (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)
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