foreverlovinlife:

• please,
• don’t eat less, eat right
• don’t hold it in, it’s okay to cry
• don’t hurt yourself, there is always an alternative
• don’t shut yourself away, speak up
• don’t be your own bully, be your own hero
• don’t give up, because you’re worth so much more than you think

You told me mornings were the best time
to break your own heart. So here I am
smoking your brand of cigarettes for the scent.
I wonder if you still sing Beatles songs
while you make coffee. You said your mother
sang them to you when you couldn’t sleep,
19 years before we met and 20
before you moved your clothes out of our closet
while I was at work, by the way I hate you for leaving
all the photographs on the fridge, taking them down
felt like peeling off new scabs, felt like slapping a sunburn.
I spent so many nights carving your body into pillows
I can promise you nothing feels like sleeping
with your arm slung over me and your breath in my ear.
Still, it’s comforting to know we sleep under the same moon,
even if she’s so much older when she gets to me.
I like to imagine she’s seen you sleeping,
and wants me to know you’re doing well.
by Unknown (via volatileandawake)

love-is-chemical:

unperfektesleben:

tut schon keiner mehr.

Isso.