3:00am
  • Body: you should sleep
  • Mind: yea right, good luck


I couldn’t see the point of getting up. I had nothing to look forward to.
Plath, Sylvia. The Bell Jar. (via sensibilitaet)

I really love sylvia plath 😩

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You meet a girl: shy, unassuming. If you tell her she’s beautiful, she’ll think you’re sweet, but she won’t believe you. She knows that beauty lies in your beholding… And sometimes that’s enough.”

"But there’s a better way. You show her she is beautiful. You make mirrors of your eyes, prayers of your hands against her body. It is hard, very hard, but when she truly believes you… Suddenly the story she tells herself in her own head changes. She transforms. She isn’t seen as beautiful. She is beautiful, seen.


Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of The Wind (via wordsnquotes)


The Blue Lagoon (1980) ~ I kind of wish my life were like theirs some times….. it seemed so simple and natural; no complications, no regrets. Just plain love and serenity. Has any one else seen it? xx

The Blue Lagoon (1980) ~ I kind of wish my life were like theirs some times….. it seemed so simple and natural; no complications, no regrets. Just plain love and serenity. Has any one else seen it? xx



squearnish:

"i don’t need to write that down, i’ll rememb—" 

do NOT

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PROBLEMS

Because at the end of the day, pretending a problem isn’t there won’t make it go away. You’ll only manage to file it up at the back of your brain in the read-later files, only to find out that they are alive and will haunt you down for the rest of your life. Unless of course, you confront them. It takes an act of braveness and courage to perform this Act, and before you face it, one must first admit that it exists. Because after all, problems are not really problems, they’re just the absence of a solution.



the-tinker-pixie asked:
Your writing is amazing and inspirational!

thank you! this means a lot <3





Suicidal?

Hey there Beautiful :) i love you. and i care. Even if you think that nobody else does or that you dont deserve to be cared for. i dont know you. and you dont know me. but that doesnt matter. you dont deserve this shit the world is pulling you trough. you are pretty enough, thin enough, beautiful enough, smart enough, good enough, strong enough. you shouldnt be sad, you are too young to be depressed. you are too young to hate the world and want to kill yourself. PLEASE promise me that if you are reading this, you wont kill yourself tonight. or tomorow night. or any night. or day. NEVER. believe me, i’ve been there too, but now i look back and think wow….i would have regretted it so much if i’d done it. I know what its like to feel so alone, so sad and depressed you even struggle to lift up from bed. I know its hard to answer the question whats wrong? when nothing is right. But my life is so much better now. and you have no idea of how much you’ll be missing if you decided to put and end to this world. its not worth it! it gets better, im freaking serious. dont cry babe, no one is worth your tears. and the one who is, isn’t gonna make you cry. you dont need people in your life who dont want to be in it. so surround yourself of happiness and rainbows because you deserve to smile. you deserve to be happy! trust me, i know what you are going through. it is a dark, bottomless pit which will keep on drowning you inside if you let it. you’ll just keep falling and falling but never reach closure. you’ll never be in peace with yourself. you will hate yourself forever. but you shouldn’t. You should make your life the best of it! you only have one! Start off by having an objective perspective. think of it like this: you can have a much better view of a city if you stare at from a helicopter, instead of looking at it from the pavement, the centre of the problem, right? so each time you have an issue, try not to panic. have a much more perspective view. sit back and analyse the situation. every bad thing comes with a good one tied up to it. theres always a good side. try searching! use your time here. ending your life will be the worst mistake you’ll ever do. suicide doesnt end your pain, it just transfers it to others who love you and care about you. If you think nodoby cares about you, let me tell you you are so wrong. Some people struggle to express their emotions and show that they care, and even if you are still convinced that nobody loves you, theres me. I love you SO much. PLEASE. listen to me. Im here for you. if you need any help, I’m just a skype away or just ask me something through my ask. i’ll listen. i wont judge you. you are not alone. there are so many other people who are in the same situation you are, but you can put an end to this; you really can. I am so proud of you right now. look at yourself! you just spent about 7 minutes reading this, hanging on, breathing. you are alive. This means that no matter how much shit life has put you through, you’ve made it. you’ve survived the day. and I’m 100% sure that you can repeat this again tomorrow and solve all your problems. Now, i want you to place your hand over your chest. you feel that beating? its called purpose, you are alive for a reason; even if you still haven’t found one.

Stay strong my love 



If you’re going through hell, keep going. -Winston Churchill
TheDailyPositive.com (via thedailypozitive)



There&#8217;s this perfect beam of sunlight that shines directly through my window and into my glass table, leaving a rainbow-like reflection on the wall. I don&#8217;t know what is it about it that makes me so happy&#8230;Its small things like these that leave me smiling without a reason. People should learn to appreciate stuff like this, you know. The small, unnoticed stuff. Like the soothing rhythm of the bass in a Red Hot Chili Peppers song, or the small particles of dust that gleam in the sunlight, which barely anyone cares to take into consideration #latenightblogging

P.S: If you haven&#8217;t already (and if you have, too lol) listen to &#8216;Soul To Squeeze&#8217; by the RHCP :)


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There’s this perfect beam of sunlight that shines directly through my window and into my glass table, leaving a rainbow-like reflection on the wall. I don’t know what is it about it that makes me so happy…Its small things like these that leave me smiling without a reason. People should learn to appreciate stuff like this, you know. The small, unnoticed stuff. Like the soothing rhythm of the bass in a Red Hot Chili Peppers song, or the small particles of dust that gleam in the sunlight, which barely anyone cares to take into consideration #latenightblogging

P.S: If you haven’t already (and if you have, too lol) listen to ‘Soul To Squeeze’ by the RHCP :)

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midnight thoughts

what if all of a sudden, there was no gravity? would our negative thoughts, whirl away along with every other piece of matter around us? Cause as far as i am concerned, i believe it to be the only way to get rid of them, to get them to stop smothering me. People consider me a positive person, as far as i can tell, but chances are, that statement won’t last long. My own mind is betraying me, pushing me towards the edge of my sanity. And i seem to have lost control over that, too.

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BALANCE

it seems I find myself in a constant battle between wanting and not wanting to live. A fight trying to balance the burden of light and darkness, unsure whether i’ll cross the edge of my sanity. incapable of differentiating when I find myself in a sane, lucid state, or perhaps otherwise. I am torn between wanting and not wanting to know the answer to that uncertainty. I just want everything to be normal again, balanced. I want the demos inside me to leave me alone, so i can be calm, stable. But i can’t seem to find a middle-point in which to balance all those things that are repeatedly weighing me down. There are way too many questions left unanswered and doors, unopened. I strive for internal peace yet fail at finding it. Maybe I’m just not meant to be happy. Maybe I deserve all this I am going through. After all, it takes just one step to cross that line between sane and insane, just one step to paradise, or darkness.

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Return to gone-away

It is startling,

to say

the very least

how often

i feel entirely

crazy.

While it fuels all the good

in me,

the art, the passion

and the wonder,

one can only walk

on that

razor’s edge,

that line between sane

and mad

for so long without leaning one way

or the other.

E.E

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Have you ever…

Have you ever found yourself in a state of ambivalence between feeling everything and at the same time not feeling anything at all? Or even worse, stuck between wanting, and not wanting to feel? There’s nothing worse than being tormented with the same Facebook question each time you log in. Whats on my mind? I don’t think I can actually answer that . There are days in which i feel alone, empty, neglected. Days in which I feel like doing nothing but lock myself up in a room and stare at the ceiling for hours, allowing my thoughts to swirl around without any destination; speeding into the unknown. Some times I struggle to lift myself up from bed whilst questioning my existence and wondering why I even bothered to wake up. Moments in which it is hard to answer the question: What’s wrong? when nothing’s right. Some days, however, i find myself seeking more from life. I’m in a constant hunt for adventures and stories to tell my kids in the future. Days in which i want to live life to the fullest and not let anything or anyone get in the way of it. Be fearless, fear not what people have to say about me but how i will regret as hours go by. But along with that courage always comes a glimpse of sadness and regret. and this is where the insecurities start to settle in. its as if they were a part of me, plummeting me into the edge of sanity. i consider myself a very ambivalent person. i suffer from the inability to chose over two things or feelings, and consequently i always end up going the wrong way. I don’t even know what’s wrong with me, and what sucks the most is the fact that there is no middle ground. either you are sad or you are not, there is nothing between them. you can only be either one of those. such conflicting feelings cause an unraveling feeling in my stomach, and my mind finds itself smothered by forced introspection. it is a vicious cycle that repeats itself over and over restlessly. I am now staring aimlessly out the window pretending to bare my soul as my eyes squint against the sudden change of light. i look back at my computer screen and try once more to answer the question. Whats on your mind?

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Painting is a metaphor for control. Every choice is mine. The canvas, the colour. As a child I had nether a sense of the world nor my place in it but art taught me that one’s vision can be achieved with sheer force of will. The same is true of life, provided one refuses to let anything stand in one’s way.
Klaus Mikaelson (via tvdbloodlust)