sometimes i wonder what i would think of my body if it wasn’t my own? like if someone else had my body and i was looking at it from an outside perspective? i think two things would happen… for one, i would have much nicer thoughts about it. and two, i actually just wouldn’t really care about it? because i don’t notice anyone else’s body in the way that i scrutinize my own. i wish i was better at remembering that. absolutely no one is as critical of me as i am of myself

(via fit-and-skinny-kate)

A lot of the time I wish to die,
but I am not suicidal.
I want something else to take me away,
not an act of my own.
Because even after I was gone,
I know I would be ridden with guilt.

You are altogether beautiful, my darling; there is no flaw in you.
Song of Solomon 4:7 (via sonofhislove)

(via pizzapartier)

(via pizzapartier)


*releases 420 cows into a field* hahahaha graze it

(via letsdancewithm0lly)


don’t date anyone who doesn’t ask you about your childhood and why you are the way that you are

don’t date anyone who won’t work to understand and accept those things

(via catsoverhumans)

(via pizzapartier)

The thing about me is that I make the person I love my everything, while to them I am just something.

I’m simply a page to them,
But they’d be my novel

You don’t get to choose if you get hurt in this world…but you do have some say in who hurts you. I like my choices.
John GreenThe Fault in Our Stars (via feellng)

(via pompous-asshole)

I want to kiss you so hard that you will never be able to get the taste of me out of your mouth.