Reminder: You Are More Than Just A Mixture Of Skin And Bones.

Don’t fall in love with a good guy. Because when he leaves, you cannot hate him. You will think of all of the things he always did right; hating him will be so impossible, and loving him will still be so easy. Because he’ll want to be your friend. And you’ll want to be his, too. But catching up with him every 6 weeks will not be enough for your heart, and being his friend will be the most elaborate method of self-harm. Because he’ll still be the boy you fell in love with. When it’s all said and done, he won’t be anyone except exactly who you knew he was. And how do you fall out of love with the same exact characteristics that made you fall in love in the first place? So don’t date a good boy. Because when a bad boy leaves, at least you saw it coming. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can hate him. When a bad boy leaves, at least you can tell yourself that you were an idiot for falling for him in the first place. But with him— you did not see it coming. You can not hate him. You can not tell yourself you shouldn’t have fallen in love. Because he was a good boy, and good boys are good even when they leave you.

excerpt from an unfinished book #53 // “breaking up is hard to do” chapter: “let’s be friends” (via wherewritersblockcomestodie)

Do you know how much it sucks? Losing a best friend? Like actually losing your other and better half? Losing someone you talked to every day, all the time? Someone you looked forward to talking to regardless of what it was, even if it was a fight? Losing someone you gave everything to, to the point where I have nothing else to give anyone else, when the other person can’t even give you the time of day? Losing the person you’d spend every day with if you could? The one person that made you smile. The person that hurt you a million times, over and over, but you still forgave them and would do it all over again if given the chance. The person you do give anything just to see them more time.

Do you really know?

i told my mom how i felt like shit when my cousins made fun of my insecurities and she told me that i should grow up and not be offended bc it was a joke lol idk anymore

This hits home

I feel so fucking empty, idk

There are two kinds of love in this world; one that makes you forget the life you live, and one that makes you want to live your life all over again.

Lukas W. // Two kinds of love (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

It’s May 14th where I live

done healing my inner child. next up is my inner teen. her highness demands a sword.