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the signs and their downsides
Aries: is both the protagonist & antagonist of their own life
Taurus: constantly torn between what they want and what they need
Gemini: doesn’t know how to function without stimulation
Cancer: they make “homes” out of people, and relies on others rather than themselves for a sense of security.
Leo: sees everyone as a threat or competition
Virgo has an all-consuming fear of insignificance and lacking in all forms (major preoccupation with proving their worth)
Libra: frequently loses their sense of self (by tending to define themselves by their friends & the people they surround themselves with)
Scorpio: extreme distrust in not only others but also in themselves, seeing their emotions & obsessions as treacherous
Sagittarius: has bouts of overwhelming loneliness and emptiness (and will do anything to fill the void)
Capricorn: can’t handle failure, it feels like the end of the world to them
Aquarius: has an existential crisis every other week
Pisces: constantly waiting for something to happen, having absurdly high hopes & therefore getting them crushed over and over again.
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At least devils danced. All the angels ever seemed to do was cry.
K.F. Gecko. (via moonlightangel)
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BAI LING
THE CROW / 1994 / ALEX PROYAS
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i need to be choked until i either cum or die i have no preference..surprise me
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I’m tired of being shamed for having a big heart because of this absurd belief that caring makes you weak. I’m tired of people relishing in the fact that I’m upset because they think getting to me means they’re powerful. Newsflash: making someone upset doesn’t make you strong. It makes you mean-spirited and hurtful. Allowing yourself to feel things is what makes you brave.
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http://flawlassmami.tumblr.com/
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ADDRESSED TO ALL OF
THE PEOPLE WHO BROKE ME:
i’m still here. i’m still standing.
even with this broken neck from
breathing in the glass promises
you lodged in my sternum.
even with cheekbones bruised from
all of the kisses that never came.
this heart is black and blue and
still beating just as hard as
the day you left me, but now
these fingers know
just as much softness as pain.
the other day my mom
told me she was proud of me.
not for my struggles. not for this
blackness that coats my lungs.
not for acing that anatomy test or
getting a promotion at work.
she told me she was proud of me
because i am kind and
it’s funny, all i could think of were
the bullets you hurled at me.
covering my ears from gunshots.
learning how to fall in love
with a loaded gun. how to
laugh in the middle of a battlefield.
now i have compassion for
all of the sadness i have not caused
because i know what it’s like
to run away and end up free
but end up broken.
i want to thank you for teaching me
how to pick up a pen. how to
turn this pain into something
others can touch. how to craft
cruelty into kindness.
i want to thank you for putting this
on the shoulders of someone
who could pass on the message:
you can get through this.
if i can do it, so can you.
i’ll always store a little gun powder
in my veins. just enough to
remember but not enough to
pull the trigger because i know
how much of a difference
a little kindness can make.
addressed to all of the people who broke me (via achingchest)
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I don’t necessarily work ‘better under pressure’, I just literally will not work until I am under the extreme pressure of time constraints created by my own unnecessary procrastination
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me at the gynecologist: is it poppin???? is it severe????
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Both are worthy of compassion and kindness. ❤️
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https://instagram.com/p/BUigKsCF12Y/
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