— (via hopehandwritten)
(Source: heartsofangels, via heartsofangels)
You know that feeling? When you’re just waiting. Waiting to get home, into your room, close the door, fall into bed, and just let everything out that you kept in all day. That feeling of both relief and desperation. Nothing is wrong. But nothing is right either. And you’re tired. Tired of everything, tired of nothing. And you just want someone to be there and tell you it’s okay. But no one’s going to be there. And you know you have to be strong for yourself, because no one can fix you. But you’re tired of waiting. Tired of having to be the one to fix yourself and everyone else. Tired of being strong. And for once, you just want it to be easy. To be simple. To be helped. To be saved. But you know you won’t be. But you’re still hoping. And you’re still wishing. And you’re still staying strong and fighting, with tears in your eyes. You’re fighting.
We are all visitors to this time, this place. We are just passing through. Our purpose here is to observe, to learn, to grow, to love… and then we return home.
— Australian Aboriginal Proverb (via aurelle)
(via aurelle)
do you ever wonder how many people secretly hate your guts for no reason but act friendly with you but when you back is turned they talk shit about you and get everyone to hate you and have skype conversations about you
(via 10000kisses)
how is it almost august im like 100% sure it was new years yesterday
(Source: partybarackisinthehousetonight, via 10000kisses)
