he questioned my mask and said i was too happy; that no one could be this happy without some sort of deep darkness lingering inside.

i called him weird, but in reality he easily read me like no one ever has.

interestingly enough we’ve only exchanged small conversations here and there while working and yet..

"You get pulled apart by life, like the way you would crack open a living creature. They think that they are safe from the world as they walk around in this hard shell that they’ve created over time, but then the unexpected happens. You get thrown in hot water and then life pulls apart your arms and legs and breaks open your insides. No one goes through life without eventually showing their insides to someone."
— a shell in a storm, Jenn Satsune (via ohsatsune)

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im not the same anymore. i know it, and i feel it. certain parts i cant change, but i know that i react to situations in ways that i never usually do. its different, but i like it. because the difference between then and now..

..is that i know my worth.



If someone ever tells you a certain song is important to them you should turn it up and lay on your bed and close your eyes and really listen to it even if its 10 minutes long because at the end you will know that person much better I think

My love for this post is unbelievable.