Death Is A Midnight Runner
We all have two lives. The second one begins when you realize you only have one.
Confucius (via psych-facts)
There is something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in the room. It’s like watching Paris from an express caboose heading in the opposite direction—every second the city gets smaller and smaller, only you feel it’s really you getting smaller and smaller and lonelier and lonelier, rushing away from all those lights and excitement at about a million miles an hour.
Sylvia Plath (via truthe)
aych-bee:

They can’t wait any longer.They want to see you.They need to feel you.They’ve waited so long.Won’t you let them in?Let them in.Let us in.Let us in.Let us in.

aych-bee:

They can’t wait any longer.
They want to see you.
They need to feel you.
They’ve waited so long.
Won’t you let them in?
Let them in.
Let us in.
Let us in.
Let us in.

likeafieldmouse:

Sara Cwynar - Darkroom Manuals (2013)

glittergooch:

I hate when black clothes are a slightly different black and don’t match

aych-bee:

"And as I fall, I won’t miss you at all."

aych-bee:

"And as I fall, I won’t miss you at all."

owie :(

kaijubat:

You are here.There are an estimated five hundred billion galaxies in the known universe. Our galaxy, the Milky Way, is an estimated thirty thousand parsecs wide. There are well over two hundred thousand astronomical units (AU) in a single parsec, with one AU being the average distance between the Earth and the Sun. At the center of our galaxy lies a supermassive black hole. Billions of stars, some smaller than ours, some far larger, are born and die over the course of billions of years. And yet, among all of that tumult, we exist. Things like salted caramel hot cocoa and cute dogs and wireless internet exist. On a cosmic scale, we are smaller than the smallest speck of dust imaginable, but we have the capacity for things like calculus, language, jealousy, rage, and love. Our own tiny minds expand infinitely inward. Remember this. Even on your lowest day, when you feel your worst, you are incredible, forged from materials blown from dying stars in the darkest sectors of space. You are significant. You exist. You are here.

kaijubat:

You are here.
There are an estimated five hundred billion galaxies in the known universe. Our galaxy, the Milky Way, is an estimated thirty thousand parsecs wide. There are well over two hundred thousand astronomical units (AU) in a single parsec, with one AU being the average distance between the Earth and the Sun. At the center of our galaxy lies a supermassive black hole. Billions of stars, some smaller than ours, some far larger, are born and die over the course of billions of years. And yet, among all of that tumult, we exist. Things like salted caramel hot cocoa and cute dogs and wireless internet exist. On a cosmic scale, we are smaller than the smallest speck of dust imaginable, but we have the capacity for things like calculus, language, jealousy, rage, and love. Our own tiny minds expand infinitely inward. 
Remember this. Even on your lowest day, when you feel your worst, you are incredible, forged from materials blown from dying stars in the darkest sectors of space. You are significant. You exist. You are here.

you're a douche and your mother aborted the wrong fetus.
Anonymous

alwaysabeautifullife:

cultureshift:

I truly wish it would have been me over my little sister. She deserved to experience the joys and challenges of life, not be tossed away as medical waste. She would have a beautiful family of her own by now, children she could love and dote over. Instead, she ended up in a bio-hazard bag after only three short months of life, never knowing the loving touch of another human being.

My little sister looked much like this unborn child when her life was stolen away after twelve weeks in my mother’s womb.

This blog and every child I save from abortion is in honor of her life. She will never be forgotten.

I’m really sorry for your loss.