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One day, all these girls who constantly worry about their appearance and being skinny and having all the cool things and partying and trying so hard to be cool and sexy and fit in will realize: if you think someone will love you just because you’re (falsely) sexy, or skinny, or “cool”, or you show off your tits and your ass, or because of the materialistic things you flaunt, you will N E V E R find love.
Be yourself, your own person, who you naturally are, and love will come to you. Do not try to be someone or something you’re not, its a complete waste of who you really are and what you could really have.
Just. Be.

My mother told me that you can’t cure depression,
that taking pills wouldn’t fix me and taking six
instead of the prescribed two definitely wasn’t
going to speed up the process. But I met a boy
who tasted better than Prozac. He made it easier
to get out of bed. He kissed me like I was
alive, like I wasn’t empty, like maybe there was
something left inside me. He made my bones
ache less when he touched me. He made it okay.
When my world was crashing down around me,
he picked up all the pieces. When I stopped
breathing and tried to tear open my wrists to
find the last little bits of happiness left in my
veins, he was there to lace me back together.
But he left and I haven’t washed my hair in three
weeks. My mother was right.
I met a boy who tasted better than Prozac (via extrasad)


the worst thing you can say to someone is ‘you’re too sensitive’ because that’s basically saying ‘you feel things more deeply and fully than i do and this inconveniences me because now i have to be more mindful of my own actions’ 

you’re not too sensitive, the world is just callous and stubborn. sensitivity doesn’t make you weak and callousness doesn’t make you strong. 

Date someone who would rather watch your favorite movie with you then go to a party on Friday night. Date someone who will share their food with you even though you said you didn’t want any. Date someone who will warm your hands in the winter and kiss your pink nose. Date someone who will text you they love you at 2am and at 9pm. Date someone who will let you change the station in the car when they’re driving. Date someone who can make you smile when you would rather die. Date someone who makes your insides feel like you’ve just downed a bottle of vodka. Date someone who makes you better.
(via bl-ossomed)

(Source: jessielou24)

mer. i wish my boyfriend still loved me like he did when we first started dating. i remember being so overly ecstatic that I’d finally found someone who actually loved me for everything i was and would never hurt me or let me down and always wanted to see me smiling… a year and a half later i find it hard to believe we were ever really that in love. 

i feel so ugly and..incompetent i guess.

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