“And like the moon, we must go through phases of emptiness to feel full again.”

— Excerpt #148   (via loveage-moondream)

The Placebo Effect is scientific proof that we have the ability to heal ourselves. Our thoughts are powerful enough to bring things into existence.

“Drugs take you to hell, Disguised as heaven”

— Donald Lyn Frost

““Don’t get attached to moments. Good or bad, they all pass.””

— effy stonem (via friday-harbor)

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“The bravest thing I ever did was continuing my life when I wanted to die.”

— Juliette Lewis

“One of the best ways to make yourself happy is to make other people happy. One of the best ways to make other people happy is to be happy yourself”

— Gretchen Rubin, The Project Happiness  (via perrfectly)

It’s not just other people we need to forgive. We also need to forgive ourselves. For all the things we didn’t do. All the things we should have done.

Mitch Albom (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

things keep happening around me and I just keep trying not to die

I hope there are days when you fall in love with being alive.

(via rebellious-roses)

I want to watch you tear me open I need to feel you peel my flesh from my muscles and rip apart my bones from my body so I can hear them crack with every attempt to set my soul free because I haven’t been able to feel anything but my heart beating in my throat since the second you told me you were done and I can’t tell if I’m choking or if my defenses for your lies are caught inside me because there’s so many things I have to explain since your only validation in life is making me look like shit but more than anything I need to feel my blood running down my body covering me in that warm and forgiving red because I’ve been clean for one year and I can’t do it myself and now I can’t tell if this is real or if I’m just fucked up because I wish you had slammed my head into the wall so hard I could hear my skull shatter before you left because I don’t want to think about how this is all my fault and all I know is that I can’t tell if I find it sad or reassuring that I find more comfort in the thought of jumping in front of a train than I ever did in your arms

You Never Said Goodbye, S.D. (via outbreakings)

Whiskey, clonazepam, Adderall, fentanyl, and Jack Herer hash oil. My meal plan today