I’ll never understand people who choose to self-destruct.
I was always taught that destroying yourself is a choice, not a solution.
When people hold their hands out to help you and be there for you, reject it, as if they are there just for kicks.
People, care. But you are so caught up in trying to find comfort for your demons that you forget that everyone else exists.
Self-destruct is not an act of humility, or weakness, or relief, it is egotistical. So really, get over yourself.
(Source: tomlinsland)
That moment when two of your close friends go hang out with someone you used to be best friends with…
I know I shouldn’t be mad, but I can’t help it. It hurts too much.
“In an old house in Paris that was covered with vines lived twelve little girls in two straight lines. In two straight lines they broke their bread and brushed their teeth and went to bed. They smiled at the good and frowned at the bad and sometimes they were very sad. They left the house at half past nine in two straight lines in rain or shine — the smallest one was Madeline.”
(Source: whatsthishoney)
The fuck?
Let’s just forget all about F.Scott Fitzgerald and whatever concerns good literature, should we?
For San Franciscans, the third Sunday in May can only…
I wish I went this year : (
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