Don’t let people treat you like a cigarette, they only use you when they’re bored and step on you when they’re done. Be like drugs, let them die for you.

(via my-sexy-mind)

At the most random of times, like on a park bench on a sunny day or as you’re catching the train on Monday mornings, loneliness likes to creep up on you. It crawls into your skin and rattles your name; it whispers ‘you can do it alone, but you shouldn’t have to’.

(via c0ntemplations)