How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.
your armor of skin,
I want to see your
I want to know you.
I’m the nicest rude person you’ll ever meet, I don’t give a fuck about anything but at the same time I care about a lot, I hate people but I develop crushes easily, I hate myself but at the same time I’m completely fabulous.
She likes to sleep. It makes her forget about it.
Confession: I have a friend who likes to text me at like 4am when he’s had nightmares or he can’t sleep or he just needs a friend. He thinks I’m always awake at 4am but really I go to bed around 12am and I change his text-tone to the loudest one I have just so it wakes me up when he needs me.
you’re the kind of friend everyone needs
the fact women are viewed as being more sexy at 15 than 40 is the creepiest thing in the world
You looked so pretty and I looked so lucky.
It doesn’t matter how tough we are. Trauma always leaves a scar. It follows us home, changes our lives. Trauma messes everybody up. But, maybe that’s the point. All the pain and the fear and the crap. Maybe going through that is what keeps us moving forward. It’s what pushes us. Maybe we have to get a little messed up before we can step up.
Maybe home is nothing but two arms holding you tight when you’re at your worst.