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sara. 21. northwest in. writing is my passion. this place consists of things I
love ∞ want ∞ feel.

I suffer from a chronic illness called fibromyalgia.
(sometimes people need help)

care to read my little thoughts?

I’m so sick of trying when nothing I do or say is right.

josie-mermaid-kitty:

Hey beautiful. Yes you reading this.

Don’t kill yourself okay? I care about you. I’m here, send me a message, i’ll stay up with you and we can talk all night until you fall asleep if you want. Okay? I know what it feels like to have no one. To be completely alone in a world full of ignorant people. But you don’t have to be alone.

I Love You.

So talk to me beautiful?

Please? 

thedoctorknits:

i-effed-it-all-up:

im in one of those periods in my life where i cant focus on anything i cant finish an assignment i cant listen to one song for more than 5 seconds i cant sit through a tv show episode i cant finish a book i cant write a story

all i can do is stare blankly at the wall and wish i had something to do but everything i could do or want to do is just supremely unsatisfying

SOMEONE PUT IT IN WORDS THANKS YOU

teenscoolest:

i’m aw you’re ew, there’s a difference.

sassiestnugget:

i hate when teachers are like “sorry if im grumpy ive had a class each period haha” like ????? what do you think students do?????

sachimo:

i hate when i’m too comfortable around someone because then my brain thinks its ok to act weird but even then i end up being too weird

I found this camera on the subway and look what was inside…

lualmu:

the-angels-take-asgard:

avis-meum:

thatsnotwatyourmomsaid:

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I would marry this man

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Our true friends are those who are with us when the good things happen. They cheer us on and are pleased by our triumphs. False friends only appear at difficult times, with their sad, supportive faces, when, in fact, our suffering is serving to console them for their miserable lives.
― Paulo Coelho (via psych-quotes)

stonewhite:

gogetthatbody:

k-lionheart:

themaidenofthetree:

I want you to imagine a ten year old version of yourself sitting right there on this couch. Now this is the little girl who first believed that she was fat, and ugly, and an embarrassment.

This is groundbreaking

this is my third time rebloging this today. this is so important.

I have goosebumps

i didn’t ask to be this much in love with a fictional character but there he is and here i am

the-living-nightmare:

nostalgicjoy:

trinabelsungbels:

themostawesomebitch:

I will still love you
even in those moments
that I am so tired
to do anything else.

I will still love you
even in those moments
that I can’t even seem
to love myself.

I will still love you
even in those moments
that I want to give up
on breathing.

I will still love you
even in those moments
that I can hear my
insides screaming.