i rlly hate thinking “okay let me show less love” “let me not care soo much” i hate that feeling. i should never have to feel that way. my purest form is loving hard and caring hard. that’s just how i am

I'm too young to be turning the age I'm turning this year

The way people treat you is a statement of who they are as a human being. It's not a statement about you

it's the help I didn't get that helped me the most

If you simply cannot understand why someone is grieving so much for so long, then consider yourself fortunate that you do not understand

you let go
and then you let go again
until there isn't anything left to let go of

I hope I never get tired of looking at the sky, and the sea, waiting for rain, being excited about a movie, a song, or a book, enjoying my favorite food and drink, of nature and flowers, of night...

This world is ugly and the people are cruel and I hope I never grow to be someone who can no longer see the small beautiful things

Don't tell me I am wrong just because I am young
Don't tell me I have bad mental health because I am "Just a teenager"
Don't tell me that one mistake means I don't deserve to be taken seriously
Don't tell me that growing pains don't make the heart ache more than any muscle ever will

I felt there was no point in telling anyone anything that was happening inside me

If it's meant for you, it won't pull you close one day and push you away the next. If it's meant for you, it will soothe your mind, not ignite your overthinking. If it's meant for you, it won't demand you abandon yourself to Keep it. If it's meant for you, it won't feel like you're the only one trying to make things work. If it's meant for you, it won't show up one day and disappear the next without a word. If it's meant for you, it will anchor you in peace, not leave you questioning your worth. If it's meant for you, it will feel like whispers of reassurance, not alarms of doubt.

when the devil couldn't reach me so instead he gave me a mind that is incredibly fixated on things to the point where i don't even understand myself

When the worst that can happen has come and gone And you’re still standing, remember that you won

stop all this shoutin' , this screamin'
& hollerin' - can't you see we're just here
to scuff a little , cry a little , break down
this body 'til it's brittle & blowin' away
in the wind . if you were me , & i were him ,
by god you'd see we're all just the same ,
payin' our dues , colorin' over our blues ,
lookin' for something eternal when
everything slips through the cracks in
our hands . it's here - it's here ,
bigger than all this skin , drop all your mind -
when you let go , you'll see you were
never even holding on to anything ;
you weren't even anything , just the moment ,
you were just the space between the time .

When you want to tell God how you feel, but you're not even sure what you're feeling so you just sit in silence trusting that he knows exactly what's on your heart & mind, even when you can't find the words to say it