about
if you care for the insignificant
trivial affairs

portionsofeternity:

salem—bitch—trials:

Found in the Necronomicon by H.P. Lovecraft

it’s funny how even after a year I can still feel so homesick. I still feel like I’m on some weird, long extended vacation and that one day I’ll return “home.” Everything changed so abruptly and apparently I still haven’t completely processed it yet. Sad, but true. 

I still occasionally check the weather back there. It’s like compulsive behavior or something.

I think nostalgia of the disease is perhaps one of the biggest problems affecting those in recovery.
Instead of remembering all of the family functions, dinners with friends, or possible dates you skipped, you romanticize your control, your hunger, and your socially acceptable suicide. We should treat these thoughts like fire: they are quick to spread and even quicker to destroy any progress. In recovery, we must guard ourselves from unhealthy nonsense and stay firm in reality.

Michelle K., How Do You Recover, pt. 4 (via michellekpoems)

(via lacenairie)

i wanna see peter capaldi’s debut as the doctor but i don’t have a license anymore so I can’t drive to a theater. just one of the many examples of how life sometimes just isn’t fair lol


Illustration by Chéri Hérouard for La Vie Parisienne Magazine, 1922

I miss winter, among other things

I really miss the summer showers. I miss thunderstorms. Neither of those exist here in the land of eternal sunshine.

gwaed:

Nox Arcana - Forest Lullaby

living in SoCal will suck the soul out of anyone who has one

serapart:

is there anybody out there? by michellis13

I don’t quite know how to verbalize what I am feeling. 

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