Do you know what I love? How closely nature is linked with mentality. A walk in the woods can calm anxiety, sitting and dropping stones into a lake can ease anger, even taking time to pot some plants and look after them can keep my mind occupied from dissociation. It’s like the earth is the oldest psychiatrist of all, and it is always there to talk to, giving me a constant free prescription. Isn’t that beautiful
(via not-societys-toy)
Uneori imi intra corpul in sevraj,cand ma gandesc la tine!
(via mereu-si-intotdeauna)
“noaptea este frumoasă când esti fericit, mângâietoare când esti in suferință, teribilă când esti singur și nefericit.”— thequotejurnals (via prin-ganduri)
(via mereu-si-intotdeauna)
“I’m perfectly capable of getting up on my own.”
— CKP, Finding Avalon
this-beautiful-journey-of-mine:
“My happiness is my own responsibility, it’s up to me to find it….”— 11:45pm thoughts….
“Grieving is like having a fresh wound. A wound that reopens time and time again. Every time I see a picture of him, every time someone speaks of him, every time I think of him, the wound reopens. When will that end? A grieving girl who is suffering with a fresh wound would like to know.”— To all those who are not living with a fresh wound, please just love your family, friends, strangers, and even the people that hate you. Because life is extremely short, one day you’re here and the next you’re not.//E.M.
(Source: emotionalmarigolds)
“You told me that we were best friends. Were we? You promised me that we would tell each other everything. But I was the only one that held up their end of the deal, wasn’t I? You said that you’d always be there for me. Where are you now? You smiled when you put the knife in my back. Why did you do it? I was such a good friend to you. How come you couldn’t do the same?”— what happened?
“I wish you had met me when I still had that light in my eyes, that love was something I desired and didn’t hide from, that I didn’t always question your motives with everything you say. I wish you were my first so you could experience a completely different me, but that’s not going to happen.”— my wish to you
“But you see, you can’t move on from someone when you still look for a piece of them in every person you meet.”— so why do I still look for you? | a.m