I keep coming back to you,
but it’s not for love,
it’s for pain-
I want you to hurt me,
over and over again,
until leaving feels like survival
and not a quiet death.

m.v., Terrible Love? (via findingwordsforthoughts)

(via delicate-skeletons)

When I’m hurt, I shut down. I turn into a total sarcastic bitch. I shut off my emotions, and act indifferent towards everything even though it might be killing me inside.

—And I’m sorry  (via biscuitchai)

(Source: these-fading-scars, via deadly-horizon)



every time you
tell your daughter
you yell at her
out of love
you teach her to confuse
anger with kindness
which seems like a good idea
till she grows up to
trust men who hurt her
cause they look so much
like you.

to fathers with daughtersrupi kaur (via rupikaur)

(via vogue-copenhagen)