@thesilentstoryteller

My soul hurts so fucking bad, I feel like I'm being tormented everyday that I am alive. I do not want to keep going I do not want to see if tomorrow is better I'm ready to give up and im sick of Pretending that I'm happy living this so fucking called life.

I like the way you...

the feminine urge to just want to run away to the Scottish highlands and listen to Hozier all day and write poetry and read classics

Holding on gets harder and harder everyday and I don’t really see myself having a future.

One of the most difficult things about growth is losing the person you've always been—stepping out of the layers you've always lived in. It's like walking away from your own skin, your own heart, and your own mind. What's scarier is that you can't pinpoint what's going on around you and inside you. You just know that something is constantly shifting, but you can't figure out if it's going to be favourable for you or not. You start seeing the world through eyes you're not used to yet. Some things get brighter, while others only seem to get darker and darker by the second. What scared me the most was that growth calls for a huge change in every aspect of your existence. You don't know yourself yet, but you start knowing the world. You start realising what's good for you and what's not—and that's not a novelty. It's something you realise everyday, but growth brings with it the courage to walk away from everything that doesn't deserve you. And that's hardest part of the process: turning back the story and starting from day one.

simran.

nobody talks about the fact that you can have all this crazy shit in your head, and want to open up and talk about your feelings but no matter what, you just can't make out the right words and properly put your thoughts and emotions into words

The Darkest Flame

In Twilight hush, shadow play

I wander alone, through thoughts gray

Anger burns within, like a fire untamed

In solitude, I find my darkest self, my heart's deepest flame

In stillness, I hear my hearts beat

A rhythm echoing, through my minds define

A resolve to pursue, the knowledge that's mine.

~thesilentstoryteller

“The snow in the mountains was melting and Bunny had been dead for several weeks before we came to understand the gravity of our situation.” ― Donna Tartt, The Secret History

bitches be like “this is the best piece of literature i have ever read” and it’s either a book that took them six weeks to finish or a fanfic they read at 3 AM

Sorry for having symptoms of a mental illness I literally told you I have it will happen again