Dont You Just Hate Being An Empathetic Person Sometimes...? When The Person You Care About Is Hurting,

Don’t you just hate being an empathetic person sometimes...? When the person you care about is hurting, and you can’t help it but feel melancholy as well.

I’m sitting here with dried stained tears on my face and thinking about things that I shouldn’t be overthinking about. But here I am doing exactly that. I’m crying my eyes out silently at 10 to 1 in the early morning of September 2nd and all I can think of “what can I do?” I’m lying in bed writing all my thoughts and feelings down because it’s too late for someone to be up to listen to them.

Girls don’t want boys girls want a happier dead poets society ending

“Not every girl survives the forest. Sometimes she becomes it.”

— Catherine Garbinsky, from “The Princess & the Thorns,” Even Curses End

what if we fucked around and renormalized sending handwritten letters to our lovers? 💌

"Your hand touching mine. This is how galaxies collide"

“The planet does not need more successful people. The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kind.”

— Dalai Lama (via gettingahealthybody)