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Leah Marjorie

One of the sweetest people you will ever know in existence.
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just-shower-thoughts:

Cassettes had side A and side B, therefore it was kind of logical its succesor would be the CD.

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just-shower-thoughts:

2040 is as close as 1996

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“He said:
I am jealous of that tie-dye blanket
you keep on your bed
because it gets to spend every night
wrapped around you
as you drift into lava-lamp dreams.”

Kristen Costello, “Multicolored Envy” (via kristensnotebook)

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bittersweet–tobones:
“🍃
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myskinnyescape:

The worst feeling ever is knowing that you used to be a thinspo but then recovering and being the “before” pic again

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“It’s like when someone says, ‘How are you?’ Do you say, ‘Well, my head hurts and I’m lonely and depressed and I’m worried about everything and the world is collapsing and full of evil’? Or do you say, ‘I’m fine’?”

Sara ShepardThe Visibles
(via wordsnquotes)

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“It’s like when someone says, ‘How are you?’ Do you say, ‘Well, my head hurts and I’m lonely and depressed and I’m worried about everything and the world is collapsing and full of evil’? Or do you say, ‘I’m fine’?”

Sara ShepardThe Visibles
(via wordsnquotes)

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“These were days when my heart was volcanic.”

Edgar Allan Poe, “Ulalume”
(via wordsnquotes)

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scenerybook:
“ Washington
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scenerybook:
“Lago-Naki, Russia
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“i found other ways to fill myself up when you left. at first, it was alcohol and drugs and one-night stands. it was driving fast and smoking cigarettes until my lungs caught fire. it was coming home at 2 a.m. crying, wondering how the hell i am going to survive this. but slowly, it became nights out with my good friends. it became ice cream and talking to my mom and exercising and being on time for my therapist appointments. it became picking myself off the ground and shaking the dirt off. at some point, it turned from self-destruction to healing. and healing was worth it. it always will be.”

(via scarredconversations)

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