One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?
Steve Maraboli (via nataliedormier)
One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?
I remember crying over you and I don’t mean a couple of tears and I’m blue. I’m talking about collapsing and screaming at the moon.
Never make someone a priority when all you are to them is an option.
My idea of a true feminist is a woman who feels free enough to do whatever she wants.
guys this is honestly my favorite self-referential lyrical progression
I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.