thymind:

Hidden vulnerable emotions that screams within…- Aleanel #RandomThoughts

adreamersday:

Beauty was captured out of our nothings. These finger fitting, thorn pricking, dim lit whispering tidbits of what defined us. In those moments sweetness was savored after dwelling on bitterness. And the idea of all that is to come disintegrates. Not what once was, but what will soon be. All gone. Our nothing never to be anything.

she’s scared to ever love anyone again . .

(Source: lovepainscars, via lovepainscars)