bananakittywho:

snaku:

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

dont yell at me

• dont
• yell
• at
• me

1. instead of yelling try not yelling

if you ever yell at me, i promise you i will cry no matter who you are or what i did

(Source: babylizard, via sirdomthegreat)

daintylolihime:

don’t insult your kids, it’s damaging and ruins their self esteem

don’t insult your kids, it’s damaging and ruins their self esteem

don’t insult your kids, it’s damaging and ruins their self esteem and makes you a shitty person

(via wallacepwells)

I reaaaaally reaaaally like him.
I don’t think he realizes this.
Always like this.
Oh well. But I’m happy. He makes me happy. He brings the best out of me.
Something good can work.

bubblegumpopqueen:

i am tired of people and sexism and racism and homopobia and transphobia and ageism and slut shaming and rape culture and twats and the world in general and i’m far too young to be sick of life

(via wallacepwells)

I feel like I’m walking on a tightrope.
I can barely breathe, and I don’t really want to.
I wish I could cry and complain about how unhappy I am.
But life doesn’t work that way.
And the one person I would probably vent to, doesn’t even care. The two people I should vent to, definitely do not care- because they helped me become this way.
And the three people I’ll talk to tonight will be in my dreams.
I’ll cry and cry. And hopefully someone will be there. Arms wrapped tight around me. I’ll imagine the most humane and heartfelt being in the world.
And I’ll hope more than anything in the world that they’ll exist at least in my dreams.

How do you become aware of whether or not what you need is what you want, and what you want is what you need?