I either eat too much or starve myself. Sleep for 14 hours or have insomniac nights. Fall in love very hard or hate passionately. I don’t know what grey is. I never did.

– (via hazelhirao)

I’m the jealous type . You wanna know why? Because we started off as “just friends,” too.

I am as deep as the ocean.
None have fully explored me.
There are still secrets and mysteries even unknown to myself.
There is so much of me, yet most see so little of it.
Some only get to view the white waves as they crash against the sand as I barely wet their toes.
Others come to wade in me from time to time.
I greet them happily, rushing up the beach to lap their feet.
They stay and play, but never venture far from where their feet can feel the safety of the sand.
Few take the full plunge, letting my waters cradle them in my arms.
They take the time to explore, to learn the wonders I have to offer.
They find coral reefs and buried treasure, wonderful, beautiful things
For these select, I am thankful.
I will shelter them, protecting them from any harm.
But be warned.
If I am left by myself for too long, I become distraught.
Sadness turns to anger and anger turns to rage.
My furry is merciless.
I have swallowed ships.
I have gobbled up entire cities.
All this to fill the void.
All this to stop from feeling alone.
I am a force to be reckoned with.
I am vast.
I am unknown.
I am beautiful.

– The Restless Sea, Lucy Doll (ibleedpurpleblood)

Be soft, kind and loving. But also take nobody’s shit.

– (via wallflowerrr)


we’ve all got that weird pretty big secret that we don’t really hide but like we don’t flaunt it like “My brother died of cancer” or “I’m gay” or “I tried to kill myself last year” or anything really and when you find out somebody’s big plot twist you know you’re in this friendship for the long run