Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; But eventually, it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, Stick your hands inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past, the memories and make peace with them.
Because alcohol tastes better than tears.
Who hurt you so much that you started to hate yourself?
do you see this picture? this is my favorite picture out of all the pictures I have ever seen in my entire life. there’s a dog who looks LIT AS FUCK and he’s like dribking SODFA and we don’t even kbow that it soda it could be vodka or prune juibce or maye even PISS but we don’t know all that we know is that this dog is cooler than all of us.
What do you mean, vet’s office? YOU SAID WE WERE GOING TO THE PHILHARMONIC!
i’ve reblogged this at least seven times and i don’t regret any of them
I WILL BE OVERDRESSED
YOU HAVE MADE ME MAKE A SOCIAL FAUX PAS
It’s a faux paw