"Marry someone who lets you drink their juice, even after you said you weren’t thirsty. Marry someone who laughs at the same things you do. Marry someone who kisses your nose on a cold day. Marry someone who you can watch Disney movies all day with. Marry someone who is proud of you whether you earn £5 a week or £5,000 a week. Marry someone who you can tell everything to. Marry someone who isn’t afraid or embarrassed to hold your hand in public. Marry someone who lets you take over when decorating a cake. Marry someone who you can spend the day in Ikea with without feeling stressed. Marry someone who wraps you up inside their coat in the winter. Marry someone who accepts your fears and phobias. Marry someone who gives you butterflies every time you hear their key in the door. Marry someone who you don’t always have to shave your legs for. Marry someone who accepts you all day every day, even when you don’t look or feel your best. Marry someone who still puts three sugars in your tea, despite telling them “just two”. Marry someone who doesn’t judge you when you eat your body weight in cookies. Marry someone who doesn’t make you want to check your phone, because you already know they will reply. Marry someone who waits with you to get on the train. Marry someone who understands that you need to be alone sometimes. Marry someone who gets on well with your parents and isn’t uptight about family events. Marry someone who calms you down when you get mad about stupid stuff, and never tells you it’s “only stupid stuff”. Marry someone who makes you want to be a better person. Marry someone who makes you laugh. Marry someone who treats you the way you deserve to be treated. Marry someone who you love. Marry your soulmate, your lover, your best friend."
- (via the-taintedtruth)

(via discomforted)

"The thing is, I’m well off; I went to a good school, I graduated with okay grades, I have a great family. But I still want to kill myself. Not because I don’t want to be alive anymore, but because my mind is completely destroying me, and I can’t escape"
"We sit in fast food restaurants at 2 a.m. 
while our parents are asleep. Share three orders of fries
between eight people because we have nowhere
else to go. At night, this little suburban
hell feels like a place we own. We ride past
charred hills and talk about holding shows
beneath bridges.We go to the mall and do not buy 
anything. Some nights we drive
in large groups to whatever quiet space
we can fill with noise, pretend to be more
friends than strangers and talk
about getting out of this place. The thing
we have the most in common is wanting
to leave but none of us have made plans to do so.
We know that would make us run out
of things to talk about. So we sit over the sleeping
ocean, say the same nothing over and over,
and smoke cigarettes on the weeks 
when we are smoking. We pretend not
to notice each others’ wet cheeks and never
ask What happened?
Only, Where you wanna eat?
We can’t touch the sadness we’re all
chewing on, but we save a hard
plastic seat for it every night."
- Little Suburban Hell, Lora Mathis (via cramp)

(Source: lora-mathis, via cramp)

"I’ve been sad for so long now that I’ve forgotten what happiness feels like"
- A person who doesn’t know how to ask for help

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