zerosuit:

I don’t know what’s going on but it’s a lot

le-insomni-e:

Do you ever get mad at yourself because you are you

sappho-and-the-lesbos:

dashdrive:

if I lie here

if I just lay here

I’ll probably fall asleep so leave me alone

ardhangini:

bro these days i’m ready to go to bed at like 7 pm

dirtbaby2016:

whats it called when shes telling u about her day and u cant stop smiling

lygiayy:

“You are stronger than you realise. You are crueller than you realise. The smallest words will break your heart. You will change. You’re not the same person you were three years ago. You’re not even the same person you were three minutes ago and that’s okay. Especially if you don’t like the person you were three minutes ago. People come and go. Some are cigarette breaks, others are forest fires. You won’t like your name until you hear someone say it in their sleep. You’ll forget your email password but ten years from now you’ll still remember the number of steps up to his flat. You don’t have to open the curtains if you don’t want to. Never stop yourself texting someone. If you love them at 4 a.m., tell them. If you still love them at 9.30 a.m., tell them again. Make sure you have a safe place. Whether it’s the kitchen floor or the Travel section of a bookshop, just make sure you have a safe place. You will be scared of all kinds of things, of spiders and clowns and eating alone, but your biggest fear will be that people will see you the way you see yourself. Sometimes, looking at someone will be like looking into the sun. Sometimes someone will look at you like you are the sun. Wait for it. You will learn how to sleep alone, how to avoid the cold corners but still fill a bed. Always be friends with the broken people. They know how to survive. You can love someone and hate them, all at once. You can miss them so much you ache but still ignore your phone when they call. You are good at something, whether it’s making someone laugh or remembering their birthday. Don’t ever let anyone tell you that these things don’t matter. You will always be hungry for love. Always. Even when someone is asleep next to you you’ll envy the pillow touching their cheek and the sheet hiding their skin. Loneliness is nothing to do with how many people are around you but how many of them understand you. People say I love you all the time. Even when they say, ‘Why didn’t you call me back?’ or ‘He’s an asshole.’ Make sure you’re listening. You will be okay. You will be okay.”

— (21 things my father never told me)

unspokengrief:

healing series 31.08.2019

tylerchokely:

*skips tutorial* how the fuck do you play this game

thatwritergirlsblog:

abutterflyobsession:

me: I will do things when I am less tired

me: *never becomes less tired*

me: oh no

I have never seen anything more accurate in my life

odinsblog:

queerly-tony:

drdonnaatx:

jenlizrose:

chloemac86:

ruby-white-rabbit:

monarda-fistulosa:

cocksmasher69:

parttimepup:

gluten-free-pussy:

gluten-free-pussy:

The older I get the more fiercely protective I get of younger girls. I was heading into work yesterday and I saw that 12 year old (I mentioned her before, the one who wore makeup) talking to this older man. She’s normally really bubbly but she looked a little more subdued talking to him so I go over and loudly say “Hey sweetheart, who’s this?” And the guys just glares at me and she says “oh um his name is Justin.” And I’m like “Hi Justin, how do you know her?” And he gets nervous and is like “I just saw her jogging and thought I’d give her pointers.” So I just kinda tilted my head and looked at him for a minute. He literally asked me “are you a cop or something? I haven’t done anything wrong.” So I took her to the McDonald’s near by, bought her something and had a talk about not talking to strangers. Low key I’m debating the next time I see her parents (they drop her off at the gym and leave her there for hours) to maybe have a talk with them or something. Idk if it’s my place tho

Just to add because some messaged me saying that I was being a nosey bitch: so a woman who used to go to my gym (and my same university. Like I used to see her at my job and on campus) actually went missing not far from my intersection (literally a 5 min walk away from the major intersection) on may 10 and they found her body literally last week (June 19). Everyone has been on high alert lately so when I saw this random dude talking to this little girl, my brain immediately went into defence panic mode. So yeah call me nosey if you want

This world could use more nosey b*tches.

I’ll stop being a nosey bitch when males stop being predators

Always be a nosy bitch where young girls are concerned. Always be a nosy bitch where creepy old men are concerned

His first reaction was to go on the defensive and ask if she was a cop. HE WAS UP TO NO GOOD AND KNEW IT. That girl he was talking to was 12. TWELVE.

Be a nosey bitch til the day you die. No regrets.

Reminder, BE A NOSEY BITCH

THIS BLOG IS RUN BY A NOSEY BITCH

You know I’d rather be a Nosey Butch than to see a woman, child, teenager killef

Yeah, older man giving a little girl “advice” and the girl looking uncomfortable, and the old man getting defensive when confronted?

BE A NOSY BITCH.

I AM 100 PERCENT HERE FOR “NOSY” “BITCHES”