(Source: ryanpanos, via n-ul)

There are twenty four ribs
that supposedly protect
your heart from damage,
but I swear you know
the precise location of
each 4 cm gap, know
how to nick the arteries
and slip into my circulation,
virtually undetected until
the x-rays show you
lighting up my body
like a christmas tree.
by implexa, “Infection” (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: memereve, via carolynmarshall)

You will always be too much of something for someone: too big, too loud, too soft, too edgy. If you round out your edges, you lose your edge.

Apologize for mistakes. Apologize for unintentionally hurting someone — profusely. But don’t apologize for being who you are.


by Danielle Laporte (via tr4pezeswinger)

(Source: chelsieautumn, via heyits-ash)