Quiescent Mind

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i think suicidal people are just angels that want to go home.

hi as an actually suicidal person can you please shove this romanticized bullshit back up your ass? Thanks.

Paano ka naman gaganahan makipag-usap nyan kung qh4nitO m@g-Typ3? Aj3j3j3 xD



i hate perfect people

which is why i hate myself

❝ I’m gonna try, okay? I’m really gonna try to be better. You need to try too.

— Skins (via violentwavesofemotion)


No one.

No one.

EVER has a right to touch you if you don’t want to be touched.

Not your husband. Not your fiance. Not your boyfriend. Not your partner. Not your friends. Not even your own family.

You are a person and your body is your own. And it’s a privilege if you allow someone to touch it.

A god damn privilege that can be snatched up and you don’t owe anyone a reason but that it’s your body and only YOUR body.

(Source: queenmerbabe)

  • Wrap me in your arms and take me home.


the worst is having a dream where someone loves you and you can practically feel them touching you and it feels so real and then you wake up and it’s like the life is being sucked out of you and the happiness just drains out of your body and you feel empty again

(Source: jewist)



Did you notice the scars you left behind? No. Probably not. Because most of them can’t be seen with the naked eye.


You slowly swallow the pain and let your tears fall.

❝ I know. I’ve heard it all before. Show me something new. Name me something different. Send shivers down my spine. Surprise me. Make me fall.


Here’s another week of us missing each other.

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

— Juliette Lewis (via stevenbong)

(Source: fillmylungs)

Kung kelan marami ka ng ginagawa saka ka naman uutusan.


English teachers can either be the coolest teacher you ever had or the worst thing ever


I’m not even a person anymore I’m just stress and sadness