Princxass - Lunatic

I’m not in love with the idea of falling in love. I’m in love with the idea of you.

P.G.G (via for-him-diaries)

will you promise me one thing, darling? that whenever i forget that i am loved, that i still have a place in this world, you will be here to tell me that i will always have a place to call home, that your arms are the home to my body and your heart, the home to my soul. will you, darling, be here to remind me that i will still have you even when i have nothing else at all?

lukas w. //  (via electrichills)

We didn’t ask for this

It pissed me off knowing how can a person makes fun of others who are struggling with depression. First things first, we didn’t ask for this. You have no idea how much we want to get over it but it’s easier said than done.

We are just like one big ball of mess, trying to fix these tangled emotions. Most of us are too fucked up, some hurt too much, others are overly-sensitive and struggling with their mixed feelings, and the rest are just too weak to help themselves.

You have no right to judge these people. Say something nice or don’t say anything at all. Over 800,000 people died by suicide each year. How is this funny? Not at all. We never know how can a single word might affects someone. Either you can try and walk in their shoes, or step back and remain silent. If you are just curious without any intention to help, then i suggest you to go mind your own business than trying to ruin someone’s life. 

so i want to call you. every cell in my body is screaming at me to just pick up the phone. just pick up the phone. but even though it’s against my nature i must stay silent. must wait. wait for the message, the phone call, that the sane part of my brain knows is never coming. i want to sit and make you miss me. make you wonder if i’m thinking of you. but the longer this silence goes on the more i know that you aren’t thinking of me. you don’t miss me, if you did i wouldn’t be sitting here begging myself to not pick up the phone. just pick up the fucking phone.

4am

This distance won't last forever.

I promise.

how many times do we say we don’t care but deep down we fucking care so fucking much