on life because it’s bad luck
No one’s there for you,
or so you have thought
You feel so lonely
No one there to be by your side
You feel so desperate
No one’s there to help you
You think everyone hates you
But there are some
who appreciates you
You’re giving up too easily
Someone out there
is counting on you
What choice do you have?
Letting someone down
or earning trust?
What do you think you’re doing?
Beating yourself up
or finding some hope?
What do you want to be?
or someone free?
You trip and fall
But you are able to get back up
You hurt yourself and cry
But you heal and the tears have dried
No matter what happens
Don’t give up
You’re halfway there
So hold onto it
Good things come and go
Bad things come and go
They’re different and the same
When you’re sad, you’re not glad
When you’re up, you’re not down
Whoever you are, be happy about it
‘Cause you need to know that
who you are is special
Life is hard, but don’t dismiss it
You might just end up missing it
i have the best boyfriend in the world. right before i was supposed to give a speech in english class my teacher shut the lights and turned this video on and after, he walked in with roses. you continue to amaze me everyday, i love you so much baby ♥
I’ve come to realize that nothing last forever. as much as we wish things last forever they don’t it’s just reality. The people we thought would be here for month and months only end up sticking around until they get bored. Once they get bored they drop you like you meant nothing to them in the first place. The friends you thought would be your bestfriends forever end up stabbing you in the back. the people who you trusted with your life end up giving your life up just like it means nothing to them. you can get hurt so many times by the same person that you just keep taking them back because you can’t see life without them. you stat to think that you need them in your life just to keep yourself happy. This person that you’re siting at home crying over no longer cares about you. If they did they wouldn’t lie to you over and over again. If they really missed you they would have it you up already texting you and calling you tell you how much they miss you, but instead of them doing that they’re out living there life up not feeling shit because they never really cared about how you feel. stop sitting around and crying your eyes out about someone who isn’t crying over you. know that you’re a beautiful person and you don’t deserve to be hurt like you did. smile and show that fucker that you’re perfectly fine without him and that you don’t need him in your life to be happy.
sorry I just had to let some people know that there is always a new beginning to every ending.
Follow your heart you’ll make that fast’
|—||J. Cole (World is Empty)|
riri on We Heart It
Think about the first name you were ever called,
and then think how long it took until
you got called a pussy
or a slut,
or a bitch,
or a whore,
all of which are words that fall too close to ‘girl.’
Think about the first time you got called a ‘girl’
and they said it with a sneer.
Like it was a bad thing.
For a boy, it is the lowest degradation to get called a girl.
For a girl, it is the lowest degradation to get called a girl.
Remember, black widow spiders and female praying mantises eat their partners after intercourse.
Remember, it’s the lionesses who hunt.
They come back with bloody muzzles, dragging bloated carcasses as the alpha lion strides around with his mane puffing out.
Remember, it’s only the female mosquitoes who drink blood.
We’re the ones who do the necessary work, dirty our hands,
fuck or fight or both.
We’re often the smaller sex, which makes us a harder target
as we slink close and sink our teeth in.
Remember: we’re deadly.
You should be proud to be called a girl.
|—||'Most Female Killers use Poison,' theappleppielifestyle. (via theappleppielifestyle)|
"The earth laughs in flowers."
- Ralph Waldo Emerson.