you can always control how you react and who you become. you have a choice of how you let people affect you. people may hurt you in a way that gives you this sense of entitlement to hurt somebody else, but theres also the latter. theres also the option of harnessing that pain, that monster inside you, and beating it down, keeping it from reaching the surface… to save the people around you. and in the end, saving you from yourself. i just dont know many people that can brave that option because, well as you may know, most of the time, its just easier to succumb to that monster inside you. 

That is the simple secret of happiness. Whatever you are doing, don’t let past move your mind; don’t let future disturb you. Because the past is no more, and the future is not yet. To live in the memories, to live in the imagination, is to live in the non-existential. And when you are living in the non-existential, you are missing that which is existential. Naturally you will be miserable, because you will miss your whole life.

— Osho (via psych-facts)

When you’re young, thunderstorms seem scary. Like the sky is angry at you. But now that I’m older, something about its roar soothes me; it’s comforting to know that even nature needs to scream sometimes.

— (via c0ntemplations)

I swallow cannons
full of smoke while
standing on the
corner outside this
shitty bar, trying to
remember the
last time I couldn’t
remember where
I lived.

I drink to make you
hurt less, but the
whiskey just twists
knots inside of me,
so I sedate my
nerves with these
cigarettes but my
hands have been
shaking too much
lately to finish them
off properly.

I think of you often,
when I get like this.
It’s hard not to.
I feel dizzy and sick,
it’s almost as if
I’m right back in
your arms where I
left myself.

i miss that shitty apartment, Emma Bleker (via stolenwine)

I choose to love you in silence…
For in silence I find no rejection,

I choose to love you in loneliness…
For in loneliness no one owns you but me,

I choose to adore you from a distance…
For distance will shield me from pain,

I choose to kiss you in the wind…
For the wind is gentler than my lips,

I choose to hold you in my dreams…
For in my dreams, you have no end.

— ..Rumi   (via meh-ran)

(Source: rumiswisdom)

Do not fall in love
With people like me.
people like me
will love you so hard
that you turn into stone
into a statue where people
come to marvel at how long
it must have taken to carve
that faraway look into your eyes

Do not fall in love with people like me
we will take you to
museums and parks
and monuments
and kiss you in every beautiful
place so that you can
never go back to them
without tasting us
like blood in your mouth

Do not come any closer.
people like me
are bombs
when our time is up
we will splatter loss
all over your walls
in angry colors
that make you wish
your doorway never
learned our name

do not fall in love
with people like me.
with the lonely ones
we will forget our own names
if it means learning yours
we will make you think
hurricanes are gentle
that pain is a gift
you will get lost
in the desperation
in the longing for something
that is always reaching
but never able to hold

do not fall in love
with people like me.
we will destroy your
we will throw apologies at you
that shatter on the floor
and cut your feet

we will never learn
how to be soft

we will leave.
we always do.

Do Not Fall in Love With People Like Me
(via thisboythatgirl)

(Source: alonesomes)

Mental health problems are like a stain, once they happen in your life you’re scarred by it forever. You have to wake up every single day and make the decision to be better, and that’s not easy. No one understands what a big step it is for a self-harmer to say: “I almost cut today but I didn’t, because I made the choice that I wanted to go on and I shouldn’t hurt myself”.

It took me a long time to understand that life hurts enough, people hurt you enough, you don’t need to hurt yourself. You have to make the decision to take care of yourself. I know I sound a bit like a motivational speaker when I say shit like that but sometimes that’s what it takes.

Angel Haze Talks About The Epidemic Of Youth Depression (via femmedetectives)