It Comes And It Goes, Knowing I’m Alive It Hits Me Sometimes, Like A Lightning Strike Just Whilst I’m

I can’t change where I come from or what I’ve been through, so why should I be ashamed of what makes me, me?

Angie Thomas, The Hate U Give (via resqectable)

Do you know how much it sucks? Losing a best friend? Like actually losing your other and better half? Losing someone you talked to every day, all the time? Someone you looked forward to talking to regardless of what it was, even if it was a fight? Losing someone you gave everything to, to the point where I have nothing else to give anyone else, when the other person can’t even give you the time of day? Losing the person you’d spend every day with if you could? The one person that made you smile. The person that hurt you a million times, over and over, but you still forgave them and would do it all over again if given the chance. The person you do give anything just to see them more time.

Do you really know?

Post 5 -they both die at the end

adam silvera must be the most talented writer of the century to be able to trick almost all of his readers into thinking rufus and mateo would survive even though the title of the book is literally ‘they both die at the end’. still can’t believe i fell for that trickery

“I will love you with the dust of who I was, with the skin I am now, and with the bones that will one day decorate my tomb.”

— Christopher Poindexter

kinda late, but this was my layout for May

i hope every lover girl finds her super calm gentleman who is unashamedly and insanely obsessed with her

When you write an amazing line and can’t tell if you’re a genius or just accidentally plagiarized it from a book you read seven years ago:

i want to leave and go wherever lonely souls continue to grieve for the loss of the things they never had in the beginning

just a late night spill of sadness

Post 3

Not all wounded soldiers fought for the right war.