(Source: kill-me-after, via anxietits)

I need you to know something. You don’t have to take whatever you get. You don’t have to tie yourself down and settle for good because you think there’s nothing better out there for you. There is. You’re worth way more than someone whose slight interest in you replaces the lover you actually long for. You’re worth way more than lying awake at night waiting for them to text you, while they’re already peacefully sleeping in a bed they never want to share with you. You’re worth way more than adapting to their standards to fit in, just because you think you don’t fit in anywhere else. Do not let them become the voice in your head and the ghost in your heart when to them, you’re just an occasional thought. You’re worth way more than trying to fill the hole in your chest with someone who might spice up, but not enrich your life. You’re worth way more than someone who can only make you happy if they play pretend. Worth way more than all the wait. You are worth so much more than something that is only theoretically good. You deserve better. You deserve exactly what you wish for. You deserve the corny novel you read three times at fourteen, because there’s more than just one person out there who’d do anything to re-write it with you. You deserve the night below deck with the Irish in ‘Titanic’, because there’s more than just one person out there who’d happily spin around and dance on tables with you, drunk on Whiskey, but mostly drunk on you. You deserve someone who’s not a replacement, someone who stays awake with you, someone who doesn’t need you to adapt, someone who carries your ghost in their heart, too, someone who makes you forget that there’s ever been a hole in your chest because they don’t just fill that, no, they fill your whole life, they enrich it. In whatever way you wish for. You deserve something thoroughly good. Do not settle for anything less than what makes you ask yourself: “How do I deserve something so wonderful?” Because the answer is, you just do, you always did, darling.

From me to you and to myself (via fawnbabe)

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I have the choice of being constantly active and happy or introspectively passive and sad. Or I can go mad by ricocheting in between.

Sylvia PlathThe Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via feellng)

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Mihály Zichy (1827–1906) Falling stars

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Mihály Zichy (1827–1906) Falling stars

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