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WHY DOES AGE DETERMINE THE RELEVANCE OF SOMEONE'S OPINION? OLD DOESN'T NECESSARILY MEAN WISE AND YOUNG DOESN'T NECESSARILY MEAN NAIVE.
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CAUSE YOU

NEVER

THINK THE

LAST TIME

IS GOING

TO BE THE

LAST TIME 

YOU THINK

 THERE

WILL BE

MORE.

YOU THINK

YOU HAVE

FOREVER,


BUT

YOU

DON'T.
I started journaling. I bought a ukuelele (it was stringed incorrectly and I learned three chords left-handed without realising). I deleted all the pictures off my phone (they're backed up online). I opened my YouTube channel again. I rediscovered my adoration for poetry. I fell in love with yellow. I made the decision I am a happy person (who happens to have depression right now). I spent £40 on crappy lipsticks. I apologised to someone I fought with a year ago (because I finally learned the truth and it turns out at the time I was wrong). I deleted most of my online accounts. I adopted a sweet resue cat (and developed severe allergies). I moved out to a flat where I live alone. I flew on six different airplanesI know I haven't been around on witty much lately, but don't worry. I may not always be okay; I may cry from stress or freeze in a moment, but if I'm overwhelmed because I'm living too much... that's okay with me. :) 



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He is not a constellation. You should not wish to be the cigarette touching his lips. He will not appear through the fog and heal your wounds. Only you can do that. So get out of bed and put on some lipstick. Stop falling at his feet. Save yourself.

I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH THE BAD THINGS. THERE IS PAIN IN THE SILENCE. THERE IS PAIN IN THE IGNORED CALLS AND TEXT MESSAGES. AM I THAT BAD? THE STILLNESS GIVES ME A HEADACHE. 


 

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YOU WILL BURN AND
you will burn out;
you will be healed
& come BacK aGaIn.
 
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Please don't remove this, or make it invisible!
You are not the only one who feels this way,
who walks with tender steps, too afraid to be led
down a path that will take you farther from home.

But home is not one place, never has been.

Home is everywhere your feet have wandered,
every place where you have laughed or drank or slept
or kissed. Home is in the faces of the ones you love.
Home is the hearts beating in their chests, calling for you
to return again. Home is wherever you claim it as your own.

And so you are never lost, just wandering. Finding, rediscovering,
claiming all the places you now belong. And always will.





Document the moments you feel most in love with yourself: what you’re wearing, who you’re around, what you’re doing. Recreate and repeat.


 

my biggest fear is unintentionally breaking someone else’s heart trying to find where mine belongs.
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