Simplicity

"Let your smile change the world, but don’t let the world change your smile." - Dr. Seuss

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I just want one day where everyone is completely honest with each other. Myself included. Just to see what the truth can do.

Filed under honesty truth

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I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I can feel myself saying things I shouldn’t. It’s like I’m watching a different version of myself complicate things even more.

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The Past.

ajarofwords:

broken hearts don’t heal
broken strings don’t mend
the pain was not only in the past
its phantom still lingers around

                                                     reminding us of our weaknesses,
                                                     making us weak in the knees
                                                     fragile marrow bones
                                                     they crack easily
      

 the past has seen it all
 watched us fall, tried to mold us in,
 black and blues underneath our skins
 wounds not visible to strangers eyes

                                                   but the past knows where they lie
                                                   it comes back raging like a storm
                                                   knocks us to the ground out of breath
                                                   and then pours acid on our skins

we fear, so we hide behind,
put up our guards and lie
wear a mask till the future 
is sure, no hard edges  

                                                 to scar our skins.
                                                 we forget, we start fearing the sun
                                                 even the darkness, with its scary side
                                                 and even when happiness stands before us, we think it’s just the past
in disguise. 
 

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Things on my mind right now:

that stupid boy who doesn’t even deserve to be on my mind.

work. getting through the day without making any mistakes.

my sister. listening to her and being there for her without breaking her trust.

my parents and their constant fighting

my brother, growing up in a house filled with raised voices and harsh words

my grandparents and their health, both physical and emotional

trying to be as easy going and cooperative as possible so I don’t add any more stress to this already fragile household.

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A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.
Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers at Last (via 13neighbors)

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Come home to my mum and my sister fighting. This girl honestly needs to get it together and recognize just how much my parents do for her. She needs to stop acting like a spoiled, self-absorbed bitch.

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When women scream you wonder what’s wrong with them. When men yell you get afraid about what they’re going to do.
A girl in my creative writing class said this in response to a story we read about witnessing intimate partner violence and it really fucked with my head because I’ve never, ever, ever, thought of it that way. (via youngbadmanbrown)

(Source: satanic2chainz, via iaccidentallythepatriarchy)