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"I don’t know how to tell people that I feel miserable and that I’m afraid of being alive in this body, that I feel disconnected from this Earth and its inhabitants. I don’t know how to say that I miss people who have left and that all I’m feeling is absence; it keeps punching me in the face, leaving me bloody and disoriented but it has no mercy on me because I keep getting hit with the force of its swings with each passing day. I don’t know how to tell people that I feel like a shadow, a ghost of a person; I am visible, but not reachable or tangible. I don’t know how to say that I continuously reach for a hand to hold, only to painfully realize that I’m sticking my hand out into the void; there is no one there to reach for."
R.M., don’t know how to tell people anything anymore  (via khadlja)

yes!

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frcklez:

floewering:

my great gran was wonderful at embroidery

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