Two February’s ago, all I wanted to do was sleep. I was anchored to my bed with the sadness I was letting myself drown in. Now, I daydream about surviving on 3 hours of sleep, I dread going to bed, I keep my eyes open as long as I can. My heart sinks when the sun sets, I crave daylight; I’ve fallen in love with being alive.

— Madisen Kuhn, January 18, 2014 journal entry (via praises)

this is beautiful

(via uglyweirdgirl)

im so happy i can relate to this

(via hvunting)

Call me at 4 am, and tell me it’s because you want to hear my voice.

— (via bl-ossomed)
😭😍

Be gentle with yourself. You’re doing the best you can.

— Unknown  (via who-cares—anyway)

the-psycho-cutie:

i want to be the one you tell everything to at 4am when you can’t sleep

always