I can feel myself getting led on, and as much as I’m trying to not over think it; the gut feeling won’t go away. You’ve been pretty distant, and I haven’t made the effort either. I started backing off because I know you can’t give me everything I deserve, and I don’t think this is fair to me at all. 

A letter to myself-


Stop dwelling on the past and worrying about the future.
Focus on right now. You’ve come so far. You’re doing amazing.
Take it one day at a time.
I love you.

(via radical-self-love-project)


i want kisses and maybe a little bit of rough sex 

(Source: mindless-freedom, via xshipwrecks)

I’m content with my clavicle.