Benedict Smith, A Haiku For Every Girl I’ve Ever Slept With (via shmegeh)
so fucking relevant(via dopeillusions)
We had a threesome
You, me and my depression
Depression fucks hard
I wish boobs did the bra thing without having to wear the bra
you put it into words
Everything you love is here
I realize there’s something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they’re experts at letting things go.
When something or someone is no longer bringing you up, but pulling you down—it’s time to let go. When something or someone is no longer adding to your life, but subtracting from it—it’s time to let go.
90% of my problems would be solved if i stopped over-thinking and being anxious about everything & calmed the fuck down
I am learning every day to allow the space between where I am and where I want to be to inspire me and not terrify me.
do you ever roll up your sleeves to wash your hands and one of the sleeves starts slipping down like its attracted to the water and all you can think is “dont you fucking dare”