Riahhhhh.

And you taught me what this feels like. And then how it feels to lose it. And you showed me who I wanted. And then who I wasn't. And you ticked every box. And then drew a line. And you weren't mine to begin with. And then not to end with. And you looked like everything I wanted. And then became something I hated. And you get thought of every day. And then not in a good way. And you let me leave. And then wish I'd stayed. And you almost killed me. But I didn't die.

and in the end , that’s when it hits me, it’s 3 am and memories come rushing by like the wind, and before you know it , you’re crying yourself to sleep to memories that will never be lived again…

—Camila CC (via beyourselfbeyouitslife)

When I was 5 years old my mother always told me that happiness was the key to life. When I went to school, they asked me what I wanted to be when i grew up. I wrote down “Happy”. They told me i didn’t understand the assignment, and I told them they didn’t understand life.

Anything worth learning comes from mistakes, because only through mistakes does the learning really sink into you.

—(via ohlovequotes)

(Source: psych-facts, via ohlovequotes)

whitehotel:

Unknown Flemish artist, Portrait of an elderly lady of the van Heemstra family of Friesland, detail (1617)

whitehotel:

Unknown Flemish artist, Portrait of an elderly lady of the van Heemstra family of Friesland, detail (1617)

(via starloot)

I want more for my friends,
For the people I love. More
For everyone. More than a
Droning dial tone of a life.
More than loss. Than depression.
Than frustrated emotions-
More than loneliness.
I want them to find
That love. That devotion
That sense of self fulfillment.
Some optimism
Creeping in.
A future we can all
Look forward to. I
Long for more.
For everyone.

—"More For Us" by Radha Kistler {radhakistler.com} (via floatinginthethoughtstreams)

I want more for my friends,
For the people I love. More
For everyone. More than a
Droning dial tone of a life.
More than loss. Than depression.
Than frustrated emotions-
More than loneliness.
I want them to find
That love. That devotion
That sense of self fulfillment.
Some optimism
Creeping in.
A future we can all
Look forward to. I
Long for more.
For everyone.

—"More For Us" by Radha Kistler {radhakistler.com} (via floatinginthethoughtstreams)

I couldn’t text you back yet today
Because I don’t know how to
Act like I am just your friend.
Like I have not been more
Intimate with you in some ways
Than I have been with anyone.
Laid my heart completely open
For you all over
Your bedroom.
I want to be able to have a
Normal, nice healthy conversation
But I want to ask you
Why I do not intrigue you
The way I used to.
I want to ask why
We couldn’t be happy together.
I want to call your phone and
Leave a sad poem I did not
Write onto your voicemail so
You will feel
What I feel.
Or perhaps
Soon you will feel
Nothing for me any longer
And that will feel
Like relief.
You do not look to me
To soothe your ache.
I want to believe it isn’t me
That friends and lovers do not
Run away screaming because
They finally see my darkness
And so I appear to them less sane.
I thought our demons could
Play together
And that I could have
Your children.
You are an illusion
I believed into being.

—"I Wanted So Much To Believe" by Radha Kistler {radhakistler.com} (via floatinginthethoughtstreams)