keepmy heart onthe outside so it cansee more light: letter to my future husband

morndas:

some mornings

your fingers will burn for the feel of my skin

and instead brush cold,

empty sheets.

there will be days when i feel like coffee and

days when i feel like tea,

days when i eat three meals and

days when i eat nothing at all.

some days i will completely ignore…

so fuck you, you can go cry me an ocean and leave me be

You wear a mask for so long, you forget who you were beneath it.

— (via evolutional)
a-quean: tie-dyed0cean: wow this is perfect wow
a-laise: one of my favourie poems, it can be interpreted in so many different ways.

I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life.

— Voltaire (via wolf-cub)

People will love you. People will hate you. And none of it will have anything to do with you.

— Abraham Hicks (via ithilmela)

Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.

— S.E. Hinton (via 27sailors)