i feel like a lot of people fail to realize that for some, loving fictional characters is the closest thing they have to loving themselves. self love can be so, so hard. so when you see someone else on a screen, someone that you can relate to, you pour your heart and soul into loving them. you want to protect them and give them the love you can’t convince yourself you deserve. and maybe that can bring you one step closer to loving yourself.
I want a beautiful girl with messy morning hair in an oversized t shirt and underwear sitting on top of me while we switch between talking and making out, is that too much to ask
I need someone to talk about the Defenders with because I'm on the last episode already and literally no one I know outside the interweb has even seen one
• When you’re surrounded by people and still feel completely alone • When the people who tell you they care about you leave, just like everybody else • When you really want a hug, just so you don’t feel so alone, but feel too needy to ask for one • When the one person in the whole world you thought you could rely on leaves you when you need them most • When the person you trusted with your whole life lets you down • And then makes you believe it’s your own fault • And you’re left sitting there, crying in your room, trying so damn hard to muffle your sobs into your pillow so you won’t wake your family in the next room, wondering what the hell you did wrong… what the hell you always do wrong…
no offense but the soft uncertain kiss followed by a pause where the people look each other in the eyes and then fucking pull eachother back into a more passionate kiss will always be the most soul destroying trope , catch me lying on the fucking ground sobbing and rewatching The Scene™✌🏼✌🏼✌🏼
what you said was very sweet and means a lot to me but i am incapable of properly responding in any way besides “thank you so much aaaah” because i do not know how to accurately express the exact level of my gratitude to where you completely understand how much what you said meant to me without me getting even more emotional and looking like a fucking nerd: an autobiography
Everything heals. Your body heals. Your heart heals. The mind heals. Wounds heal. Your soul repairs itself. Your happiness is always going to come back. Bad times don’t last.
Christiana Rutkowski
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My way of flirting is looking at the person I’m attracted to and hoping they’re braver than I am.
Because Those Who Mind, Don't Matter, and Those Who Matter Don't Mind
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