"No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been ok since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though.
I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough"
-Clementine Von Radics (via unabashinglyme)
"Kiss the stranger who makes you feel alive, but don’t go home with them. Drink the bottle of alcohol your parents locked in the cabinet when they go out to dinner but make sure you hide the blades before you black out. Call your ex at 3am crying about how much you fucking miss them, then delete their number. Get in the car and drive an hour away, ten states away, drive until you feel okay again then drive home and hug everyone you love."
-It’s okay to lose yourself as long as you come home. (via jessielou24)