April 2012
“A little girl seeks revenge, but a real woman moves on while karma does the dirty work.”
—(via gypsymandi)
“If the stars should appear but one night every thousand years how man would marvel and stare.”
—Ralph Waldo Emerson (via prayer-without-ceasing)
Why am I always the one being made to feel like shit?
All I ever do for the people I love and care most for is give them my whole heart, which they in turn grab and stomp on like a little kid killing ants. I’m done with it. Walls are going up surrounded by concrete, steal, iron, bricks and every other strong material out there so no one can come in.
All of this is the reason why I have major trust issues.
