This is the time to let go of all my grudges, seek mercy, and be the best person I can be. There’s no one to blame but myself for being irresponsible and careless. But out of my bad character, came a miracle. I’m so happy that I have my family behind me, especially my mother who’s accepted every wrong I’ve done possible. Life right now is unpredictable but right now I wouldn’t have it any other way.

    I don’t care that you got into drugs for three months straight, or how much sleep you lost in that period. I don’t care that you went home and fucked that person and woke up at 6am hating everything about yourself, or that you smoked so much you sounded as though your lungs were giving out.

    You’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness.

    You’re just human, and being human means you need to survive and you do so whichever way you deem fit, fuck everyone else.

    "you’re not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness" 


    (via i-want-spankings)

    (Source: stayygone)

    Audrey Hepburn in Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961)

    (Source: fred---astaire)


    Oh my god you guys.