ellenhmn:

We break. We heal. And somewhere between those cracks, we cry a lot, we may feel like dying, we may scream, drive too fast, cuss too much, buy too much coffee and books, some of us may drink or experiment with that stuff we promised our parents we’d never touch. Some of us will throw away our belongings, move away, hide, come out again, kiss someone we didn’t mean to, have too much sex or none at all. Some of us might convert to a religion or out of one, some of us might sleep too much or develop insomnia. We might make new friends or lose some. But somehow through the breaking, the burning, the aching, the tears, we plant soil that’s dirty and muddy and soggy, and buried with our sins and our blood and our mistakes, and turn it into flowers; flowers of all arrangements. And that’s when we tell ourselves, we healed, and we become someone new. We are never the same person; before the breaking, after the breaking, and after the healing. We change.

Volume One: Seventeen, Ellen H. Moon.

violentwavesofemotion:

“Show me an orchard where I have not slept, / Tell me a time I have not loved,”

— Dorothy Livesay, from Collected Poems: The Two Seasons; “Other,”

lohver:

shout out to anyone who’s struggling with their mental health and doesn’t think they can live like this for much longer; if you’re reading this, please stay alive, you’re still here and you’re so strong and i’m proud of you.

memcjo:

clearingsky:

mothsfuzz:

THINGS TO ROMANTICIZE

- going 2 bed on time

- healthy romantic relationships

- eating without worrying about calories

- living alone

- non-traditional career paths

- loving yourself

- being old and happy

feel free to add on!!

- being happy with yourself

-not pushing yourself past your limits

-forgiving yourself

-communicating healthily with yourself and others

-not worrying about how others view you

-letting go of old hurts

amortizing:

“Forgive yourself for not knowing what you didn’t know before you learned it.”

— Maya Angelou
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poemsquoteswords:

“To say a person is a happy person or an unhappy person is ridiculous. We are a thousand different kinds of people every hour.”

— Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See
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