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4 years ago

You dare lay a finger on even one of us?                                                       Then you best prepare for a fight with all of us.


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4 years ago

The saddest kind of sad is, when your tears can’t even drop anymore and you feel nothing. It’s like the world has just ended. You don’t cry. You don’t hear. You don’t see. You stay. For a second the heart dies.

— The emptiness is the worst.


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4 years ago

rpmusings-galore​:

Sometimes… I tell myself I’m okay. 

          I repeat it, like a mantra.

                                          I'm   okay, 

                                             I'm   o kay, 

                                                I'm   o k ay, 

                                                   I'm   o k a y.

                                     Because, I’m afraid if I stop,                                              even for a moment,                                         I will  DROWN  in all the                                            reasons I am… NOT  


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4 years ago

you can’t protect everyone.

                                                 I have to Try.


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4 years ago

You think I can’t? Watch me.

(via saudi-blogger)


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4 years ago

I promise you my pain wasn’t poetic.It was days without sleep and pretending I was stable enough to continue.

i am tired of this emptiness. (via ended-dreams)


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4 years ago

I hate it when people ask “do you trust me” like …don’t call me out like that ……..the answer is no


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4 years ago

People always ask if your trauma changed you but I was young, I don’t know who I was before my trauma. I don’t know who I would’ve been without it and I never will know.


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4 years ago

I’m not used to being loved. I wouldn’t know what to do.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via quotemadness)


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4 years ago

What’s it like to have a good father


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4 years ago

“I don’t know how to be loved. I don’t know how to love.”

— Daul Kim, from I Like to Fork Myself


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4 years ago

“sometimes i open my mouth and my mother’s silences come / tumbling out of me”

— Rita Wong, from “value chain,” Forage


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4 years ago

Reblog if you're on team "don't touch me without my permission but if you have my permission please never stop touching me"


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