Under the Sun’s guidance, I walk.
Under the Moon’s guidance, I live.
nicotinebreakfast:
am i the only one lmao
ilovereallygoodtoast:
bellaxsmiles:
I want a waist that small 😭😭😭
valentina-poem:
thememoryofwhoiwas:
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violetrussell4:
iflytothemoonagain:
How do you keep on living when you have nothing to hold on to?
wanderessofsociety:
i’m sick of everyone saying i’ll be fine; trust me no i won’t
crying-professional-deactivated:
I don’t think I’ll ever recover
I’m getting worse again
it just hurts to know you have NOBODY to go to
br-o-ken-poetry:
I’m so stressed I can’t concentrate, I can’t think straight. Just want to sit on the floor and rock back and forth repeatedly