My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all. Diane Les Becquets (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y) 99,135 notes
Dad and I have just struggled with this through a tiny alleyway and stairs so that I can have a little reading nook in my room 😍

Every so often, I go back through my posts to the beginning of this year/this time last year, to remind myself how far I’ve come and that even if things aren’t amazing right now, I’m not the terribly sad little girl I was that just wanted to give up on everything anymore, and I’m stronger than I ever imagined and will continue to get stronger and more together.

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4eva channeling that evacuee vibe.
Yum 😘 (at Twisters Bar)
I love living so close to castle park, perfect for days off like today. 😘
niikkzart:

dope
witchesbells:

Alice: I don’t love you anymore.
Dan: Since when?
Alice: Now.