A Caiman Covered in Butterflies Photographed by Mark Cowan
heads up
if i ever stop talking to you as much
its not you
there are a lot of things going on right now and idk what im doing and i often forget the fact that i have friends omfg
i still want to be close
if i ever message/text/call/ect you a lot
pls let me know bc i dont want to make you uncomfortable or bug you
be a Pal; dont let me make an asshat out of myself
ps its more than likely because i want to be close
“If they love you and they’re good to you…please don’t screw it up. Genuine people are an endangered species.”
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Waking up to the awkward realization that I use to wear my hair like this ON PURPOSE??? The struggle of being a half-black scene kid with no actual styling skills was real. 😂😂😂 At least I love myself enough to laugh. 🤷🏽♀️👌🏽#Bedhead
I have noticed that if you look carefully at people’s eyes the first five seconds they look at you, the truth of their feelings will shine through for just an instant before it flickers away.
Sue Monk Kidd (via floranymph)
Aries: You can’t hide in trauma forever. I know, it’s tempting. Calling your name out to you. Begging you to use it as an excuse to go back to every hold habit you tried so hard to kick. Eventually you have to stop hiding under covers and face what your world looks like now.
Taurus: You’re not invisible I promise. People are watching. Ever vigilant should the dark thoughts come back. All you have to do is ask for us, and we will come. We will come even if you don’t ask, but we see the smoke of everything burning. It’s okay. You have not been forgotten.
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Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.
Sylvia Plath (via sisyphean-revolt)
please
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"I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night."
same, sylvia
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Not all addictions are rooted in abuse or trauma, but I do believe they can all be traced to painful experience. A hurt is at the centre of all addictive behaviours. It is present in the gambler, the Internet addict, the compulsive shopper and the workaholic. The wound may not be as deep and the ache not as excruciating, and it may even be entirely hidden—but it’s there. As we’ll see, the effects of early stress or adverse experiences directly shape both the psychology and the neurobiology of addiction in the brain.
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i’ll never understand why people think being heartless is cute. grow the fuck up