idk, fuck it

Sarah | 17

made of cruelty and regret, our lives are only the worldliest of sorrows

1. Lay on the floor of your shower until you can breathe again. Water will always love to love your skin.

2. Start writing with the intention of filling up one page. Write until your pen stops working.

3. Reread a book that once made you cry. Learn something new on every page. Notice how different chapter make you sad. Notice how the book didn’t change and grow; you did.

4. Sleep with your windows open. You can hear both the rain and boys drunkenly singing Frank Sinatra on their deck. Both are equally good.

5. Don’t forget that honey will always taste sweet, but the best way to eat it is off your fingers, laughing.

6. Remember that, sometimes, getting out of bed is enough.

—  For unhappy girls who like sitting in the sun (via unstabilitys)

(Source: ttwentysix, via kaylakoalas)

She imagines him imagining her. This is her salvation.

— Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin (via feellng)

relahvant:

i don’t understand how there are people who don’t listen to music ever like

are you people okay??????

(via fake-mermaid)

  • me: whats your opinion on tampons
  • little brother: they're little fuzzy sticks on strings
  • me: then you are ultimately more mature than most boys
  • little brother: why
  • me: for some reason tampons are gross and taboo just cuz they go in a vagina
  • little brother: well so does a penis and boys never stop talking about those
  • me:
  • little brother:
  • me: that is a fantastic point

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