the worst part about growing up is learning your worth. i mean it. things never look as lonely as they do when you want to stop settling

waking up kinda makes me wanna die but then again what doesn’t

Time to look at plants and stuff.

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I May Have Forgotten to Turn Off the Oven by Jocelin Carmes

Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”

‏"حتى انتصاراتك تبدو حزينة، مثل جرح تماثل للشفاء."

can’t tell if i need a hug or to get hit by a car

‏﴿وَمَا تُقَدِّمُوا لِأَنْفُسِكُمْ مِنْ خَيْرٍ تَجِدُوهُ عِنْدَ اللَّهِ هُوَ خَيْرًا وَأَعْظَمَ أَجْرًا﴾