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"She felt everything too deeply, it was like the world was too much for her."
— Joyce Maynard, Labor Day (via complajn)
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"It’s kinda sad because you could break my heart into a million pieces and I would still pick every little piece up and hand them back to you."
— Why do I keep doing this to myself (via young-andwasted)
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steady-damage-to-us-all:

- | via Tumblr on We Heart It.
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"He expected me to light up his midnight,
he expected me to hold onto him with buttery
fingertips and broken wrists. He expected me
to stare at the sky and rip out every star I’ve
wished on. He expected me to love him, but
god, love? How can I love? I can’t even love
this body I’m in, I can’t love the soul that’s
scratching against my bones, begging me to
break. I can’t love my father who’s crushed my
trust by drinking out of his beer bottle, I can’t
love my mother who put out cigarettes on my
finger paintings. I can’t love the boy I call a
brother after he mocked me with red markers
against wrists. I can’t love the sister I’ve never
had, the friends I’ve never met. The word love
to me was just a word, and isn’t it suppose
to be a feeling?"
i.c. // "I can’t love,
I don’t know love.” (via delicatepoetry)
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forgottenfeeelings:

But you left
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breakinq:

following back tons
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