Graze your fingertips on my skin, roll the pen on my scars until they become only part of the background, masked by magnificence.

A year and a bit since my last suicide attempt. Most of my scars are on my hips and thigh - at least the deepest ones. But my forearm and wrist scars have almost disappeared.


Perks of dating me: I’ll let you sleep on my boobs

(via stayycloudy)


posting the same thing again nd again weeeEe (??) my grandparents’ plants r just sooo photogenic how can u not take a picture of it everyday
"Food doesn’t taste better or worse when documented by Instagram. Laughter is as genuine over Skype as it would be sharing a sofa. Pay attention. Take in nature, hold someone’s hand, read a book. But don’t ever apologize for snapping a photo of a sunrise after a hike, or blogging about the excitement of having a crush, or updating your goodreads account. All of these things are good and should be celebrated. Smile at strangers on the sidewalk and like your friends’ selfies. It’s all good for the human spirit."
cogitoergoblog on Facebook (via liamdryden)

(Source: magicalmatt, via hearthewolfhowl)


image of Princess Diana on a yacht in Portofino, Italy, in August 1997.

florals in oil

That time we (illegally) slept on the beach & woke up to this.
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