“I like too many things and get all confused and hung-up running from one falling star to another till i drop. This is the night, what it does to you. I had nothing to offer anybody except my own confusion.”
― Jack Kerouac

Finally

Summer you have been great and all but very excited for Football, pumpkin beer, Bon fires, more camping, cardigans, and fall temps. :) favorite time of year!

speak quietly to yourself & promise there will be better days. whisper gently to yourself and provide assurance that you really are extending your best effort. console your bruised and tender spirit with reminders of many other successes. offer comfort in practical and tangible ways - as if you were encouraging your dearest friend. recognize that on certain days the greatest grace is that the day is over and you get to close your eyes. tomorrow comes more brightly…

—Mary Anne Radmacher (via observando)

paradisaic:

all I do anymore is sleep, feel bad for myself, and take selfies

Yup

(via simpl-i)

How long has it been since someone touched part of you other than your body?

—Laurel Hoodwrit (via larmoyante)

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