Lori's cigarettes

Hey, I'm Lori! :) I'm 16, have been through stuff and still struggling with bipolar depression and suicidal ideation among other disorders. I'm always willing to talk to anyone who needs to or wants to talk, I'm here for you hun, don't ever forget that!! :)

In recovery from an eating disorder since 20/01/14. :) <33

…and you drink a little too much and try a little too hard. And you go home to a cold bed and think, ‘That was fine’. And your life is a long line of fine.

—Flynn, Gillian. Gone Girl.   (via fckn12yearold)

(Source: wordsnquotes, via done-tryingg)

You wrap your arms tight
around my waist and then
ask why I’m shaking. I’m
trying not to want you for
myself, but every time you
kiss my knuckles I can’t hold
my fist tight enough to fight
it. In my defense, you were
the only one to speak my
language after babel. In
my defense, every time I
cried about my loneliness
and you told me I was worth
loving, I believed you. I
believed you enough that
I thought you might love me
yourself, and maybe we’re
both liars but I can’t keep
lying about this.

anne, in all honesty (via anneisrestless)

samdesantis:

sometimes you get so close to a person you forget you’re telling them things you’ve never even said out loud before

(via done-tryingg)

It’s okay to fill your life with things
that aren’t other people. One day
you’re going to be in love, but
today you’re going to make
something with your bare hands
and be proud of it. You are not a
half-person or a single puzzle
piece or a home with empty
bedrooms and you’re certainly
not around just to fill someone
else’s empty spaces either.

anne, me, myself and I (via anneisrestless)