Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine. Charlotte Eriksson …
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Secret Poetry Deceives Simply Jack Kerouac, from Book of Blues; “63rd Chorus” (via violentwavesofemotion)
Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone’s darkness, we don’t really know what love is Marianna Williamson (via aforestprince)
helpfvl: in case no one has said this to you today, you are doing your best and you are going to be okay
httpkitsune: ♡
I have been bent and broken, but — I hope — into a better shape. Charles Dickens, Great Expectations (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
somenigerianbelle: I low key wish I was pretty. Like really pretty. Like gorgeous. The kind of good looks that have everyone wanting to know who you are and where you came from and wondering how you ended up in the same space as them.