lindsaylohoean:

all the people around me are falling in love and im just here falling asleep

youmatterlifeline:

blk0912:

boredandmoist:

This time last year I was unemployed, broke, and suicidal.

Today, I just got the keys to my first house.

Give it time.

Needed this today

YES!!!!!!

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for when your heart doesn’t feel like your heart

Remember the day of the clean air and ugly sunburns. Remember how light everything felt passing through your fingers. Do not hold on to this.

Remember the night it rained like the sky was sorry, when everything was drunk and clumsy and honest, and we broke every wine glass just to feel them shatter.

You are better than every broken piece of a person who tried to translate your heart into something they could understand. You belong to yourself first, and there is no shame in having a puzzle for a heart.

Remember the day you felt your heart turn to ash in your chest, dry and heavy, convinced there was nothing after this but the ruins. Remember you set the fire yourself. You know what to do.

Wallow in this mess until you are sure again. There is always the rebuilding.

Some days your heart is the lightbulb. Most days it’s the moth. Somewhere there is a city of light and blinding things, and everyone has moth hearts and open arms.

Remember that we are nothing and everything alike all at once.

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