random.just.got.beautiful.

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.
Almost.

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