we can't spend our lives waiting to live.

Ashley. 21. Nursing Major. EMT. Emergency Department. Living life to the fullest.

It is very difficult, and often impossible, for someone else to give you what you cannot find in yourself.

— Robert J. Sternberg (via psych-facts)

Don’t ever put your happiness in someone else’s hands. They’ll drop it. They’ll drop it everytime.

One For Sorrow, C.Barzak (via bl-ossomed)

(Source: jamiemrks, via perfectly--beautiful)

I used to think I was tough, but then I realized I wasn’t. I was fragile and I wore thick fucking armor. And I hurt people so they couldn’t hurt me. And I thought that was what being tough was, but it isn’t.

James Frey (via psych-facts)

We need people in our lives with whom we can be as open as possible. To have real conversations with people may seem like such a simple, obvious suggestion, but it involves courage and risk.

Thomas Moore (via psych-facts)

(via walkinggrotesque)

I always pass on good advice. It’s the only thing to do with it. It is never any use to oneself.

—Oscar Wilde, An Ideal Husband, 1895 (via picsandquotes)

(via picsandquotes)

That’s how you know you love someone, I guess. When you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.

—Kaui Hart Hemmings (via silentious)

(Source: larmoyante, via deliriosity)

Maybe it’s just not meant to be.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to scream and punch things.
Do it.
Let out every ounce of anger you have.
Sit on the floor and cry until you feel numb.
Listen to songs that make your heart sink to your feet.
Write angry letters to all the people who have broken you, left you, ignored you or hurt you.
Throw your hairbrush at the wall.
Do it twelve times.
Do it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to want to hurt yourself.
Don’t you dare do it.
Sit on the floor and watch cartoons like you did when you were little.
Listen to songs that make you want to dance around your bedroom in your underwear at 3 A.M.
Make paper airplanes out of those angry letters and watch them soar into the fireplace.
Brush all the knots out of your hair and say “I am worth it” into the mirror.
Say it twelve times.
Say it until you feel like you can breathe again.

You’re going to be sad.
You’re going to get through it.

—things i wish i could make you understand  (via deliriosity)

(Source: pessimistiic, via deliriosity)