Love knows no limits.

Sam Jones here. GoodVibe Tribe.
imjustjessica:

n0thing-left-inside:

itwasthecatiswearr:

This picture means a lot to me. It shows what it’s like to break free of depression. You’re trapped inside this dead thing that’s holding you down, making you afraid and miserable. But when you find the strength and courage to fight back, you realize you’re going to be ok.

I love this.

omg

imjustjessica:

n0thing-left-inside:

itwasthecatiswearr:

This picture means a lot to me. It shows what it’s like to break free of depression. You’re trapped inside this dead thing that’s holding you down, making you afraid and miserable. But when you find the strength and courage to fight back, you realize you’re going to be ok.

I love this.

omg

(via anotherbloodyrazor)

This is not a movie.
This is not a novel.
This is real life.
Nobody is going to save you.

If you jump into a river to end your misery,
your body will be left to drown and later on found.
Nobody is going to save you.

If you say you’re going to overdose,
your bedroom will not be helplessly searched to throw away meaningless capsules and mixed toxins.
Nobody is going to save you.

If you rip your flesh apart every single day of your life,
those same blades will sit cold on your night stand everyday.
Nobody is going to save you.

If you subtly tell others these thoughts in attempt to be saved,
your pleas will be ignored, later followed by “I should’ve seen the signs before it was too late.”
Nobody is going to save you,
because only you know the antidote to save yourself.

—Katey Chrest (via thinly)

(via anotherbloodyrazor)

And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.

—Haruki Murakami (via hqlines)


(via anotherbloodyrazor)