Mardybumlog - Mardy

― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

[text ID: The silence depressed me. It wasn't the silence of silence. It was my own silence.]

For old times sake is actually such a heartbreaking and beautiful sentiment. Like, let’s do it for the love that used to be here. It is reason enough.

Enjoy

beautiful blue skies and golden sunshine all along the way

lost really said that your past doesn’t define you and that you are not irredeemable. you are still a good person even if you’re not perfect. there is a place where you belong and where you are loved, a place where you can be free. you are not alone and you never were. there are people in this world who will love and accept you no matter what and that connection is more important than anything. and then just expected me to be okay ????

not in fashion, by mark borthwick (2009)

I hate it when memories hit me.

this kind of weather. x

Carrie Mae Weems, “Untitled (Phone),” 1990, black-and-white photograph, silver print.