"For each person there is a sentence—a series of words—which has the power to destroy them."
Philip K. Dick  (via surveyxcorps)
"The Fall is falling
and coming are the cold winds,
coming is the snow."
"Be more concerned with your character than your reputation."
"No truth can cure the sorrow we feel from losing a loved one. No truth, no sincerity, no strength, no kindness can cure that sorrow. All we can do is see it through to the end and learn something from it, but what we learn will be no help in facing the next sorrow that comes to us without warning."
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via observando)

'The Yeezus Tour' in Brisbane, Australia 9/15/14
"I knew you would fuck me up. And I let you in anyway."
Midnight thoughts (I’m so stupid)

a letter to myself:

So what, you called in sick to work, you shed a few fake tears, you skipped lunch with a friend to dust your coffee table and clean your sheets. So what. You aren’t the only person in the world who has taken a shower with plans to go out but end up changing your mind when you look in the mirror and think, “I’m tired. I want to sit here and write tonight.” Listen here, you aren’t the only person who enjoys a night sitting under christmas lights writing instead of going out.

You feel like the people who dial the wrong number and call you might actually have something to say. Like the time some lady in Ohio accidentally left a voicemail on your phone saying, “Happy Birthday, Trish. I hope God blesses you today.” Remember when you called that lady back and said, “I’m not Trish but you have no idea how much I needed to hear that.” You aren’t the calls that you ignore, you aren’t the calls that never came, the calls you stare at your phone waiting for. You aren’t somebody’s second choice, their “go to”, their “maybe in the future we can try.” Turn off your phone. Only listen to the voicemails left by accidental calls.

You are more than your favorite dress..the black one with the white polka dots. You are more than the body you try to hide, the cleavage you try to cover, the stretch marks on your hips from eating too much ice-cream that summer. You have no self confidence and I don’t know why. Maybe because people tell you all the time how beautiful you are and you are the only person in this god damn world that doesn’t see it. If you could see yourself smile I swear you’d believe it.

You spend too much time waiting for the future, thinking that when you get the degree, when the seasons change, when you get that promotion your life will begin. You stupid girl, you’ve wasted a year waiting for life to begin. You naive beautiful thing, you’ve wasted so many minutes dreaming about life that you haven’t given yourself a minute to open the front door, leave your house and fucking live it.

Sincerely, Me//d.a.h (via whisperingbones)