"Two February’s ago, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was anchored to my bed with the sadness I was letting myself drown in. Now, I daydream about surviving on 3 hours of sleep, I dread going to bed, I keep my eyes open as long as I can. My heart sinks when the sun sets, I crave daylight; I’ve fallen in love with being alive."
Madisen Kuhn, January 18, 2014 journal entry (via praises)
this is spot on tho
September is a difficult month. This week in particular is tough. There have been so many times I felt like giving up. I still struggle but I haven’t given up.
My birthday is coming up and to me it isn’t anything to be happy about. My birthday has never been a big deal. It is just another day. It should be a day to celebrate yourself. Hey, you were born so many years ago and you’re still alive. Good for you. But for me, each year is another reminder that I’ve survived the previous year. The months leading up to my 26th birthday are something I wish I could banish from my memory. The days leading up to my birthday were the hardest. The days after my birthday seemed to get worse. So much can change in a year. I feel like I’m still stuck but there have been obvious changes. I moved away from home and live 165 miles away from my whole family. I have a job that forces me to leave the house and interact with people. I drive myself wherever I need to go, on unfamiliar roads with tons of traffic. Some days are harder than others. No one is there holding my hand through any of this, although I usually I wish they were. Sometimes that’s all you need… Someone by your side, someone to hold your hand, to guide you, give you a push. Someone to listen to you, to offer the best advice, to believe in you.
I know it’s hard but always be the good friend. Always be the better person. Always be there for people when they need someone.
Always, always be there.
"If she mentions it more than once,
it’s bothering her."
This is so true.
@chillaxbitch (via provokatio-n)
"How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head."
Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
"I know things that you would not dare tell others. You trust me with your secrets and I trust you with mine. I trust you with my life, it’s on the line."
I had a thought, dear
About that night
The bugs and the dirt
Why were you digging?
What did you bury
Before those hands pulled me
From the earth?