lately i’ve been waking up
with a feeling in my stomach
that says, “you’re not broken
anymore”.
it doesn’t last the day
but it’s a start.
Posted: May 23rd
"I sit before flowers
hoping they will train me in the art
of opening up." written by Shane Koyczan, The Student (via godmoves)
hoping they will train me in the art
of opening up." written by Shane Koyczan, The Student (via godmoves)
(Source: larmoyante, via godmoves)
"I desire things which will destroy me in the end"
written by Sylvia Plath (via arterialoceansleapt)
(via exhausted-insomniac)
I love the way your hair falls when you’ve just woken up
The way you brush my hair
How you drink like a sailor
The way you sing me to sleep
I love the smell of your clothes you gave me
The messages you sent me confessing your undying love for me
But I am not in love with you
Posted: May 20th
child's therapist: your child has a mental disorder
parent: i'm supportive, understanding, and loving. i will do all i can to help my child.
child: i can't do this because my disorder makes it very hard.
parent: you're lazy
parent: you're immature
parent: get over it it's not that big of a deal
parent: grow up
parent: don't tell anyone about your disorder you should be ashamed of it
child: i'm insulted and i think your comments are abusive
parent: i've done nothing but support you with this!!!!
parent: i'm supportive, understanding, and loving. i will do all i can to help my child.
child: i can't do this because my disorder makes it very hard.
parent: you're lazy
parent: you're immature
parent: get over it it's not that big of a deal
parent: grow up
parent: don't tell anyone about your disorder you should be ashamed of it
child: i'm insulted and i think your comments are abusive
parent: i've done nothing but support you with this!!!!
Posted: May 19th
