The reason death sticks so closely to life isn’t biological necessity—it’s envy. Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can.
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hey i’m really sad i am tired of being a tree for today i’m going to cry a little and wash away my fears and tomorrow i will wake up super early to finish writing my chronicle and to do my hair and to meditate 

Self Harm: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Suicide: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Anxiety: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Depression: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Anorexia: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Bulimia: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Any ED: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Schizophrenia: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Bipolar: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Austism: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
OCD: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Turrets: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Personality disorders: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Chronic Pain: "Don't joke about something that you don't understand "
Mental illness: "DON'T JOKE ABOUT SOMETHING THAT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND"

now i’m five trees

i’m a tree

Nobody will stop you from creating. Do it tonight. Do it tomorrow. That is the way to make your soul grow - whether there is a market for it or not! The kick of creation is the act of creating, not anything that happens afterward. I would tell all of you watching this screen: Before you go to bed, write a four line poem. Make it as good as you can. Don’t show it to anybody. Put it where nobody will find it. And you will discover that you have your reward.
written by Kurt Vonnegut 

(Source : awakeinthedream, via blua)

i’ve written one paragraph of my four-page chronicle o (◡‿◡✿)

i had the ugliest finals ever today but even though i am 75% sure i will fail and i have a super long chronicle to write for tomorrow, i am feeling good and i am happy because in twelve days i will be traveling and i have great friends and i love people and the world is nice and i’m going to take a shower and drink tea and keep feeling happy (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)

ninasmacks:

At The Bottom of Everything, Bright Eyes
neekaisweird:

two (by ed-ingle)