I can’t help but hate every hand that has had the privilege of touching yours
Don’t tell me that you love me, because anyone can tell me that. Tell me that I make you tear up with anger and frustration, but at the end of the day you still want to lay down next to me, put your arms around me, and sleep.
― Unknown (via psych-facts)
Learn to say ‘no’ without explaining yourself.
― (via j-term)
For what it’s worth: it’s never too late to be whoever you want to be. I hope you live a life you’re proud of, and if you find you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start over again.