sadandsmilling:

A part of suicidal ideation or self harm no one talks about is the numbness to the subject that comes with it. I sit and scroll through pages and pages of cries for help, suicide notes and plans and feel nothing. No worry, no concern, no crushing feeling in my chest. Nothing. Those familiar feelings are now replaced with a strange familiarity, a kind of comfort that it’s not just me.

Fuck. When did it get to this

likeadevils:

ᶦ ˢᵖʸ ʷᶦᵗʰ ᵐʸ ˡᶦᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵗᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵉʸᵉ ᵗᶦⁿʸ ᵃˢ ᵃ ᶠᶦʳᵉᶠˡʸ ᵃ ᵖᵉᵇᵇˡᵉ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ʷᵉ ᵖᶦᶜᵏᵉᵈ ᵘᵖ ˡᵃˢᵗ ʲᵘˡʸ ᵈᵒʷⁿ ᵈᵉᵉᵖ ᶦⁿˢᶦᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵖᵒᶜᵏᵉᵗ ʷᵉ ᵃˡᵐᵒˢᵗ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵒᵗ ᶦᵗ ᵈᵒᵉˢ ᶦᵗ ᵉᵛᵉʳ ᵐᶦˢˢ ʷᶦᶜᵏˡᵒʷ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵗᶦᵐᵉˢ

weltenwellen:

Warsan Shire, from “Extreme Girlhood”, Bless the Daughter Raised by a Voice in Her Head

wordscanbeenough:

“And I saw it didn’t matter / who had loved me or who I loved. I was alone.”

— Dorianne Laux, from “After Twelve Days of Rain”, What We Carry

letsbelonelytogetherr:

“You can say anything and I will not abandon you.”

katriaraden:

what’s your weapon of choice? 🗡 prints

johannaforster:

ALT

A whole bunch of adorable veggie friends for you! Don’t worry about not being able to eat healthy anymore, my Grunlings aren’t actual food!

They are gentle spirits of nature and if someone is lucky enough to see or even befriend a Grunling, they can become incredibly supportive with gardening. ;) 🌱

neshamama:

will barnet, “dialogue in green,” 1970, lithograph

daydreamerjhope:

bts members wearing clothes that made me do a double take (long photo post)

nicostiel:

Me, myself and Jimin