Hope.

baelor:

amoying:

imagine if trees gave off wifi signals, we would be planting so many trees and we’d probably save the planet too

too bad they only produce the oxygen we breathe

You couldn’t handle her anymore, she was broken and you thought you weren’t. The truth is, she was struggling to survive and trying to remember how to breathe. Everyday was hard for her and you didn’t make it any easier all those times you questioned her about her shaking hands or vacant state. She tried not to be so obvious about the fact that it felt like the world was sitting on her shoulders and that she thought she might collapse at any second, she tried to hide her sadness from you, she always smiled as you neared even though just moments before she had been clutching her chest in the bathroom stall trying to keep her heart from jumping out of her throat.
She put you on a pedestal, she adores you, but it wasn’t ever enough and you NEEDED, WANTED, HAD to get more.
More more more more more.
So you did exactly that, you found a girl with brighter eyes and a smile that didn’t falter. Fuck, you should have seen her the night she found out. She shattered and the tears that fell from her eyes were stronger than tsunami tides. People said she was a mess, but in this situation I think you’re the fucking train wreck because you couldn’t love a girl who didn’t love herself and although her sadness wasn’t romantic, you didn’t do much to teach her the tricks on how to live in a state of bliss.
Hey, man, I’ll let you know one thing- you’ll see her weeks from the day you told her that you couldn’t deal with her pain and despair any longer and you won’t recognize the girl walking by because she’ll have met some people who fill the emptiness in her eyes and put some strength into her spine
And you’ll wish you had bothered to fucking try
I’m sorry this is so god damned long (via tragicinsanity)

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kaity-thorpe:

But For Some Reason I Still Hold Out For. Better Tomorrow..

luvyourselfsomeesteem:

thethingsyouvedone:

it’s weird how when women who work as prostitutes are murdered, the media refers to them as prostitutes rather than people. like, it’s never “man kills two women”, it’s “man kills two prostitutes”. you’d never see “man kills two lawyers” or something.
it’s like in their eyes being a sex worker takes away your right to being human

they don’t even say their names.

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