"so now you’re about to turn twenty and the world hasn’t gotten any bigger for you. you’re untouched, unloved, unprepared. your parents still pay for your gas. your friends all have internships. one of them even got cast to be in a movie. you’ve got all this talent that you don’t know how to share. you just want to fuck someone, anyone, to feel a little less like an island. the man at the McDonald’s drive-thru held both sides of your hand when he handed you your change and you cried the entire way home. skin burns. you’re about to turn twenty and you feel like you’re fifteen. you sleep for fourteen hours and still need a nap. the world is shrinking one empty heartache at a time.
you’re scared you’ll never find anyone to love you, not even well. you’ll settle for anything.
don’t.
you’re about to turn twenty and they never remind you how young that is. falling in love does not make you grow up, heartbreak does, and there is more than one way to fall apart. you’re about to turn twenty and it’s okay if you aren’t ready. it’s okay if you aren’t ready. it’s okay."

- turning 20 | Caitlyn S. (via alonesomes)

(via whispersofstardust)

"Hello darling, sorry about that.
Sorry about the bony elbows, sorry we
lived here, sorry about the scene at the bottom of the stairwell
and how I ruined everything by saying it out loud.
Especially that, but I should have known.
You see, I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together
to make a creature that will do what I say
or love me back."

- from Richard Siken’s Litany in Which Certain Things Are Crossed Out  (via sweet-sehun)

(via feellng)

"You still talk about that person who used to love you as if they are standing right next to you but you won’t make eye contact when they’re in the same room. You said the aftermath of loving is the equivalent to wearing wet socks every day. I say you need to stop thinking so much and start drying your clothes."

- K.P.K (via towritepoems)

I need to learn to calm the fuck down.

"In the end there doesn’t have to be anyone who understands you. There just has to be someone who wants to."

- Robert Brault  (via feellng)

"

when you turn thirteen and want to paint your nails black
I’ll rummage through an old drawer and give you my own polish.
when you look at me and say, “momma, I’m lost.”
I’ll turn you towards the mirror
and say, “run darlin’, don’t ever let them find you.”

when the first day of high school comes
and you hurry to get out of the car with nerves in hand I’ll tell you,
“don’t run, walk slow. you’ll make it through.”
when you go on your first date I’ll remember my first date.
I’ll remember the look on my own mother’s face
when he didn’t open my car door
and baby, if he doesn’t open the car door remember your momma saying, “he doesn’t get to open anything else either.”

one day that boy will break your heart
and when you lock yourself in your room
I’ll buy you a journal, a brand new pen, a 2 liter of strawberry soda
and a potted violet with a note saying something like,
“white oleanders are poisonous and so is heartache.
violets symbolize something that I’ve since forgotten
and strawberry soda drowns the salt in your tears.”

one day you’ll pack your things,
I’ll write you letters and send you candles in the mail.
you’ll marry young or maybe old.
you’ll have a daughter of your own and watch the sun rise in her eyes.
just remember to never look up what violets symbolize
and when she looks at you with tears in her eyes
saying, “momma, I’m lost.”
turn her towards the mirror
and say, “run darlin’, don’t ever let them find you.”

"

- and when they say you’re too much soul for one person,
remember the white oleanders.-dah (via whisperingbones)

(via whisperingbones)

"Sometimes awful things have their own beauty."

- Christopher Isherwood, A Single Man (via feellng)

(via feellng)

operation-hourglass:

Rest In Peace Mr. Robin WilliamsJuly 21, 1951 - August 11, 2104

operation-hourglass:

Rest In Peace Mr. Robin Williams
July 21, 1951 - August 11, 2104