Lavender Dreams

I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s beautiful.

— Clemence Poesy (via w-ritings)

(Source: beirrut, via w-ritings)

Do not mock a pain that you haven’t endured.

— Unknown (via giant-tree)

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"I told my parents I stopped self harming when I got out of the hospital but I still do it and I need help."

It’s scary how much I relate to this


a haiku a day (210/365)

I want to explain how exhausted I am. Even in my dreams. How I wake up tired. How I’m being drowned by some kind of black wave.

— Elizabeth Wurtzel, Prozac Nation (via sylviaplant)

(Source: larmoyante, via my-h-e-a-r-t-s-not-in-it)

my name is emily, and i like to draw and write stuff