"the hardest thing is not talking to someone you used to talk to everyday"
"Happiness touches my lips with soft fingertips, slow and weary tickles, that don’t ever stay long. Sadness grips me by the throat, forcing me to come closer as it slides down into my chest, forcing it’s way through my veins. It demands to be felt, it demands to be noticed."
"I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love."
MY BODY SHOULDN’T BE SEXUALIZED BY MEN 24/7 BOOBS SHOULD ONLY BE SEXUAL WHEN I CHOOSE FOR THEM TO BE AND ACT IN A SEXUAL MANNER. IF I AM WALKING DOWN THE STREET IN A TANK TOP THAT SHOWS MY BRA I SHOULDNT HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT HOW MEN SEXUALIZE ME IN THEIR THOUGHTS BECAUSE I’M NOT BEING SEXY IM WALKING DOWN THE FUCKING STREET YOU KNOB DONT FUCKING TELL ME I HAVE TO CENSOR MY OWN BODY FOR THE SAKE OF MY SAFTEY THATS FUCKING BULLSHIT
(Source: plant-sex, via blueeyesandliterature)