Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.
Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.
Ten Word Poem #6 (via gohnjallagherjunior)
Some people hide their sadness very well.
Khaled Hosseini, And The Mountains Echoed (via thoughtfultea)
One day I’ll wake up and be glad I did
Something I have to keep reminding myself (via -theperfectmistake)