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I spend a lot of time battling demons in my heart that want to devour me from the inside out Every second I think I’m okay I turn around And the weight of my heart triples, My shoulders slump forward, My spine twists from the loneliness, And my mind is clouded with painful thoughts of you. I wish I could make it stop. But I can’t The only thing I can do is remind myself that I’ll be okay It just needs time But it feels like Father Time has forsaken me And paused the hands on his clock Just to watch me suffer

I’m haunted by my past, anxious in the present, and terrified of my future

4.11.16

just wanna help. x

I hope you guys are ok. Keep strong. And win your battles.

This is from the slut walk. One of the arguments is that girls ask for rape because they wear slutty clothes, short skirts, tight, low-cut tops. This girl is an example of the fact that rape victims can look like anyone, you, me, this girl. Rapists. Dont. Discriminate.

an incredibly important message, rape is rape. no one is ever asking for it. a woman has the right to dress how ever they want - it is society that identifies risque dressing as ‘asking for it’, and in my opinion, that way of thinking needs to be diminished.

Seriously if you see this and don’t reblog it, I have NO respect for you

Everyone should re-blog this.  YES, IT IS THAT IMPORTANT! 

Sun and Moon. Within a Tree Stump.

oh wow this is my favorite

I love it

# hell yeah