The devil doesn’t come dressed in a red cape and pointy horns. He comes as everything you’ve ever wished for.

Tucker Max, Assholes Finish First (via ausreden)

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Try to love yourself as much as you want someone else to.

my english teacher  (via richbiotch)

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Destroy the idea that men should respect women because we are their daughters, mothers, and sisters. Reinforce the idea that men should respect women because we are people.

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Why are we talking to each other in English?

Two non English speakers who share the same first language while chatting on the net, probably (via ignitiondorks)

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She is so beautiful she is unnatural; her beauty is an abnormality, a deformity, for none of her features exhibit any of those touching imperfections that reconcile us to the imperfection of the human condition. Her beauty is a symptom of her disorder, of her soullessness.

Angela Carter from “The Lady of the House of Love” (via spectral-incantations)

My first love touched everything
but my heart
and now I can’t look at myself
without mapping out where his hands traveled
up
and
down
each and every crevice of my body.

I loved myself far before
he “loved” me,
but now the mirror is my greatest enemy
and I can’t look at myself without thinking about him.

He told me, “I belong to him”
I used to doubt him
I don’t anymore.
I belong to him more than I belong anywhere else.

"I’m afraid to tell anyone I was sexually assaulted 2 years ago" by Lindsay Brooke (via siqhing)

I am not an easy person to love. Some days I will whisper how beautiful you are while planting gentle kisses all over your body. You will giggle and try to fight me off and in that moment my heart will have never felt so light.

But other days when my mind is a storm cloud threatening to explode, I will be a bundle of emotions that I cannot quite keep contained. I will be cold, distant, and you will look at me like I am not the same person you fell in love with.

I am a broken light switch. My moods flicker without anyone flipping me on and off. I wake up each morning and wonder which me you will encounter that day. I always hope it is the one who makes you want to stick around.

I am not easy to love. But what I need you to understand is that whether there is a war raging inside of my mind or I am the kind person that you adore, I will always love you.

I will love you in the morning. I will love you when you cry. I will love you when I am angry. I will love you when you’re being stubborn. I will love you when I don’t even love myself. I will love you.

I know that there will be days when you want to give up on me but I am asking you, please don’t. You see, you are the only one who has been able to settle the storm inside of me before I even realize it is surfacing.

I am not easy to love but I promise that I will always put up a fight. And I will love you no matter which me my light switch flips on that day.

LC (via chickkyyychickk)