Sometimes you end up never speaking to someone who meant the world to you again. And that’s okay. You cope and you survive. Don’t let your losses keep you back from new gains.
I wish someone had told me this when I was hurting, y.g. (via shrewdshrew)
(Source: imtiredofbeingsosad, via apiavaa)
U know how in winter it gets so cold and u think u will never be hot again and in summer it gets so hot u think u will never be cold again I think that is how it is with ur feelings like when u r sad u think u will never be happy and when u r happy u think u will never be sad. But u will be hot again and u will be cold again and u will be sad again but most of all u will be happy again
This is so relevant
No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough
Clementine Von Radics (via ithurtssomuch)
(Source: irl-ghoul, via psychotiq-timez)