shout out to people who are scared to call others out, whose hands shake when they try to explain what’s wrong, whose throats threaten to close up with thoughts of ‘what if i’m just overreacting’, whose hearts are pounding out of their chests because they just stuck their necks out for their beliefs, who have lost friends and respect and safety for aligning themselves with causes
So when people leave, I’ve learned the secret: let them. Because, most of the time, they have to.
Let them walk away and go places. Let them have adventures in the wild without you. Let them travel the world and explore life beyond a horizon that you exist in. And know, deep down, that heroes aren’t qualified by their capacity to stay but by their decision to return.
|—||The Staying Philosophy (Everyday Isa)|
On that same night you passed out in my bed and as you slept only my name came from your tired lips.
And 3 months later I attempted suicide with 16 pills and 11 shots of everyone who ever tore me apart and when you asked me “why?”
All I could say was I felt like my lungs were on fire and my heart was beating to the sound of your footsteps leaving.
So six months later when it was her name coming from your mouth while you slept I knew that my name was now burnt with the ashes of my rotting love that could no longer keep you from leaving.
|—||Saturdays Hurt (via loviely)|
"I just need you."
|—||Maya Angelou (via versteur)|