Izdrži ponedeljak.
Izdrži do petka pa će vikend.
Izdrži do leta pa ćeš na more.
Izdrži do nove godine da budeš sa svojima.
Izdrži do penzije pa ćeš da odmoriš.
Izdrži pa ćeš jednog dana otići u pm pa ćeš se pitati da li si svoj život živeo ili izdržao.
“I’m not everything I want to be, but I’m more than I was, and I’m still learning.”
— Charlotte Eriksson, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself
have you ever just wanted to have a real, genuine talk with someone about why they did what they did to you?
question. do your irl friends know about your presence on this hellsite or are you in full hannah montana mode for life
PURPLE: I don’t talk to you but I really love your blog.
FUSHIA: I wish we were friends in real life.
COOL GREY: You make me go asdfghjkl.
RED: I love you with a burning passion.
GREY: I wish you would notice me.
PINK: I think you should follow me.
TEAL: We have a lot in common.
BLUE: You are my tumblr crush.
ORANGE: I don’t like your blog.
YELLOW: FUCK ME PLEASE.
WHITE: MARRY ME PLEASE.
GREEN: I think you’re cute.
BLACK: I would date you.
BROWN: I don’t like you.
NONE = nobody likes you lol
thoughtkick
You will have days where you feel better, and you will have days where you want to die. Both are okay. There is no magical cure. You just need to close your eyes, and trust that the waves will pass, and soon you’ll be able to breathe again.
