The Hunt Series (Completed)

“I can’t talk right now, I’m doin hot girl shit”

*reads fanfiction for 3 hours*

*daydreams about my favorite characters and actors*

*takes a nap*

Loneliness is a silent killer

When will someone lean his forehead to mine and beg me to give myself to him, to let him see me, touch me, feel me, taste me?

When will someone see me for me? Want me for me?

bitches be like “he’s the love of my life” and he’s fictional

my review on life so far:

★ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆

lonely girls my beloved. i see you staying in your room, i see you standing in grocery store aisles feeling the sudden wave of isolation wash over you. i understand how badly you want and how bad that makes you feel. i get it. we're not alone. but we are.

“You’ve been criticizing yourself for years and it hasn’t worked. Try accepting yourself and see what happens.”

— Louise Hay

By the ocean ☁️🌙

she took the midnight train going anywhere 

there’s something so incredibly soft about the phrase “this made me think of you.” or, “this reminded me of you.” like!!!! being known is scary but then people see fragments of you in the world around them and can’t help but share that love and i think that’s beautiful.