Whatever

sirenletters:

“I cannot make you understand. I cannot make anyone understand what is happening inside me. I cannot explain it to myself.”

- Franz Kafka

deviika:

Fyodor Dostoyevsky // Alanis Morissette

artandchocolate:

Phoebe Bridgers - I Know the End

weirdcor3:

baetheinsider:

my children will have a mother who makes time for them and a childhood they won’t need to heal from, God willing 🤞🏾✨

blackthunder137:

I want so obviously, so desperately to be loved,

and to be capable of love.

feral-ballad:

You were suspicious of their feelings because you had no reason to love yourself—not your body, not your mind. You rejected so much gentleness. What were you looking for?

Carmen Maria Machado, from In the Dream House: A Memoir

aidashakur:

redrola: