i couldn't live without you there

im never gonna leave because you are my medicine when you’re close to me

anonymous asked:

why are you so concerned about the notes on your selfie??? Doesn't matter how many people reblogged it, and if that's how you live your life you're not gonna go very far. Change your mindset. Don't let something as small as the number of notes on a picture change the way you think and grow up

okay but consider this i am beautiful and everyone should see my face

You <3

(This is to my best friend of all time. <3 )

You are the most beautiful person  have ever met.                                                     You are my rock.                                                                                                     You are my best friend.                                                                                           You are my love no matter how many people come between us.                               You are my sister.                                                                                                       You are the reason I am still here today.                                                                 You are the reason that I am strong.                                                                       You are the reason I know who I am and what I’m doing.                                          You are the reason i am no longer being stepped on.                                               You may not see this but I want you to know                                                         I wouldn’t have been able to survive this last year with out you.                           I am so grateful to have you.                                                                                       I Love You.

wolf’s rain sentence starters
  • They say there is no such place as Paradise.
  •  Even if you search to the ends of the Earth, there’s nothing at all. 
  • But in spite of that…Why am I so driven to find it?
  • Dying or getting killed isn’t something unnatural. Living aimlessly without a purpose is.
  • No matter how far you go, the same path lies in front of you.
  • What’s the point of living if it means throwing away your pride?!
  • I don’t have anywhere to go back to. 
  • All we can do is keep moving forward.
  • If I can be with you when the world ends, it’ll be enough for me!
  • Everyone’s gonna die. It’s a natural part of life. But if life has no purpose, you’re dead already.
  • Even if Hell is what we’re headed towards.
  • I just realized. It’s not simply that we have a desire for paradise… Paradise is calling us…
  • So when the world is reborn, and Paradise opens, we will meet again.
  • Wolves are only servants of death! Don’t you believe all that Pagan garbage!
  • The thing about fairy tales is … there’s always some truth in ‘em.
  • I was protecting myself, that’s all.
  • What’s wrong with killing?
  • I don’t know what mountain you came down from, but you’re in the city now. There are rules here.
  • Rules? Is running around with a pack of idiots one of the rules?
  • You’ve got a big mouth for someone half-dead.
  • I can get out of here whenever I feel like it.
  • Uh-huh. So, then, why are you in there?
  • I just needed a place to rest for a while, that’s all.
  • Have you given up your pride as a wolf?
  • You gotta do what you can to survive. Keep looking like that, and you’ll be back here in no time at all. It draws too much attention.
  • That hot dog must’ve fried your brain!
  • If it’s meant to be, we’ll meet again, next time.

anonymous asked:

Do you study or do you already have a job? What do you study/ what's your job?

I’m still a student :) I have a Master’s degree in Classics (since June 2013) and I’ve been trying since last year to pass an exam (with limited positions at the end) to become a teacher! Hopefully I’ll do a PhD, still in Classics, after that (horrible) exam :)

Anonymously message me one thing you’d like to know about me.

You know you have a problem obsession when you wake up with a certain song by a certain band playing in your head.

And. It. Just. Won’t. Go. Away.

LDR Challenge Day 27-Laken

What is the longest time you’ve ever not been in contact for, and what was the reason?

Really. the longest we go without being in contact is probably 12 hours if I sleep in on the weekend. Other than that we text back and forth all day and Skype every night.

In May, I’ll be going on a mission trip to Nicaragua for a week. I’m not too sure how much contact I’ll have with Ian and my family. I know that worries him a lot. He really, really needs to be strong for me and know that I love him more than anything else in this world. He needs to know that I’ll miss him just as much, and that he’s the love of my life, no matter where I am. Just like Jesus,  my love reaches him everywhere. I’m going to do awesome things, sweetheart, and as soon as I’m back you’ll be here, too. THAT is wonderful. Actually, it’s beyond wonderful because I get to be with my soulmate in person! I know I can’t stop you from worrying about it, but I just want you to look at things a little differently. We have all of fiveever to be together, and fiveever is sooo much compared to a week. I’m going to grow as a person because of it and I know you will too. I love you more than words can say, Ian Shaun. I really do.


Day 13 - Cannot Live without

I feel like friends and family is the most liable answer to this (and because I’ve had no time to take any photos today) so here you go

God my friends are great, this is only a handful of them, but they have helped me get through so much, I’m surprised they’ve all stuck around to deal with my shit for so long

Love you guys ☺️💕

I bleed anxiety

It’s kind of hard to value
their opinions of me anymore
when I know it goes without saying
they think I’m a piece of shit
and annoying

“God help me”
is what I wish I could scream
but the concept of a higher power
is something I’ve always felt
so disconnected with

You lived vicariously through me
forced me to take up your beliefs
my true sense of self and identity
were never given room to breathe

I carved my insecurities
on my wrists thinking
it could help me
bleed out all the anxiety
no one will ever really
understand how much
I hate myself

Bullet pointed at my head
with someone saying
“I’ll shoot you dead”

In a calm whisper
“I bleed tears every night
while trying to fall asleep.
The verbal beatings have
taken their toll on me and
I’m afraid of my own thoughts
so please set me free.”


I need closure. I don’t what I need for it to feel like closure, but God I can’t lay awake every night and think about everything that is you. I can’t keep torturing myself. I’m happy without you and I don’t feel like i need your presence in my life to live but I can’t help but miss you..
I saw a post on Tumblr the other day and it stole the words I wish could have come out of my mouth when I tried to describe you as many times as I have attempted to capture what you are to me. I keep dreaming about you. Every dream is different but the end is always the same. You’re looking into my eyes, hands on my shoulders, and shaking me back and forth roughly as your voice echo’s through my head but your lips never move. “I.. do love you. I can’t think of any other way to describe what I feel for you… But I was never in love with you, Christian.” As soon the echo in my head stops, a gun shot pierces the silent stare that you are giving me and drives its way through the back of my skull. You hold me standing up straight for a second, then left me in a heap on the ground as you walk away and never look back.
Maybe you grew bored of me. Maybe you don’t care as much as you lead me to believe.. But that doesn’t stop your voice from soothing my anxiety with every velvety word that escapes your lips. It doesn’t stop my heart from skipping two beats when you actually text me first. It doesn’t stop your intoxicating laugh from bringing out this bubbly happiness from places I forgot existed, especially when its because of something I said or did to cause it..
I may have never been much of anything to you, but to me you were everything.. Absolutely everything. How do I forget how you make me feel? No, scratch that; how do I stop craving to feel the madness you create inside my head? You’re such a “beautiful disaster” and I crave the aftermath of our interactions. You eliminate my loneliness.. Until you leave. It becomes unbearable. Overwhelming. I choke on the tears that flow for hours after you’ve drifted to sleep.

I just want closure. Set me free of whatever hold you have over my soul.

But then again I ask my self what destroys me more; knowing I will never get any of that back, or the thought of losing you for good.