Sometimes it is your fault.. Sometimes you don’t listen well enough, you’re selfish, you’re rude and you aren’t always right. Sometimes you fucked it up and tbh that’s okay. It happens, learn from it, apologize and keep it moving. Just because you fucked up doesn’t mean you’re a bad person. Don’t dwell on it
You can love someone and still choose to say goodbye to them. You can miss someone every day and still be glad they are no longer in your life.
you ever feel like you were born with something rotten inside you and if people get close enough they’re gonna find out
crazy yesterday, insane today, mental tomorrow
love elizabeth s.
May Sarton, Journal of a Solitude
Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus, originally published: 1977
idk who needs to hear this right now but I'm going to beat you to death I'm going to hurt you and you're going to die and you suck and I hate you
Khalym Kari Burke-Thomas, from ‘Carib Woman, 1818′
(You’ve chosen to not remember this part.)