I want to text you. Just to remind you that I’m still here. But then I remember that you know I’m here. You just don’t care. Midnight thoughts (I won’t do this again)

(Source: reality-escape-artist, via v-acivity)

There is no
recipe
for happiness.
No amount of kisses,
farmer markets,
cups of tea,
or core-shaking laughs
will fix you.
You have to save yourself.
You have to
fight
for that peace. Michelle K., Recipe for Happiness. (via halluzinogen)

(via malbae)

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