"I’m all brusied ribs and burnt-out
matches. A combination of “I love
you”s; some meant and some muttered
for the sake of the other person’s
heart. I am a victim of a tsunami of words; I have too many cuts along the tips of my fingers from folding over corners of novel pages, hoping to somehow absorb the wisdom they provide. I am a cell phone with two percent of battery left and your arms is the only charger that will fit my crooked frame. I’m one hundred tears on a Friday night but at the same time a thousand smiles on a Saturday morning. I am a puppet who learned how to sever the strings binding her view of herself from society’s hand."
the things i embody // Haley Hendrick
(Source: s-k-e-t-c-h-e-d, via faulty-constellations)
I didn’t think it was possible to miss someone you barely know, but here I am living in my head and missing you endlessly.
"Perhaps the fact
that I chased a boy
who ripped me to shreds
says a lot more
than it did about him."
Michelle K., Lessons Learned
Because I have spent a lifetime being people’s someone and that hasn’t gotten me very far.
(Source: hqlines, via myownneverland)
"The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get."
(Source: wordsthat-speak, via garima528)
One summer, my parents surprised my brother and I and we drove to Niagara Falls with no warning and no particular reason. We camped out on this little island and it was so cold that we found a thrift store and we all bough ridiculous looking sweaters. We would drive around in the car stopping whenever we found something interesting to look at or explore. It was one of those trips where I know that destination should have been what I remember most, but the falls feel like a much more distant memory. It’s the driving I remember most. The rock candy at a small general store, the ugly goodwill sweater that I still own, and the fact that we never argued once. I could live off that memory forever.
(Source: sensibilitaet, via n0hemian)
Jessica Stam by Peter Lindbergh
Vogue Italia, April 2007
(Source: afgans, via kidney-stoner)
"Because hangovers hurt less than heartache."
Six Word Story by P.P.