I love you. I never hurt you on purpose.
I don’t care.
A study by Swan et al. in 1985 and 1987 demonstrated that people with low self-esteem were more intimate with partners who viewed them less favourably. This is because people want others to see them as they see themselves; to be consistent with their self-views.
|—||Anonymous (via seventeenthave)|
Seventy Times 7 | Brand New
"Is that what you call a getaway? Tell me what you got away with ‘cause I’ve seen more spine in jellyfish, I’ve seen more guts in eleven-year-old kids."
A lot of things scare me. Like the fact that I used to love being alone and now I can’t stand it. Or the fact that I have no clue what direction I’m going, if I’m going too slow or too fast. These things linger in my mind continuously. Throughout every conversation with myself or somebody else, they never seem to get easier. I have accepted that I am undoubtedly alone. I am my only friend, my only supporter, the only one who will pick my sorry ass up off the shower floor. But I’m okay with that. I know my behaviors will ruin things in certain aspects of my life, but I am scared of that too. To change and to not change. Quite frankly, I’m scared that I am so scared.
If we assume man has been corrupted by an artificial civilization, what is the natural state? The state of nature from which he has been removed? Imagine, wandering up and down the forest without industry, without speech, and without home.
to fix me.
I needed you to
|—||Michelle K., Fixing Myself. (via michellekpoems)|
Johnny Cash & June Carter