Please pray for me. I am overwhelmed with heartache and longing that can’t be filled… 

"Who were you before they broke your heart?"

My mother  (via lipstick-bullet)

(A 6 year old child who knew nothing but the love of her family and how big the world seemed to be.)

(Source: she-does-it-well, via breebailey99)

"From 18 to 22 you meet a lot of temporary people."

I’m defeated. Deflated. Alone.

This is my life.

I’ve made a mess and I don’t know how to fix it.

This week, I’ve given up on my hopes and dreams. 

It hurts so much, but what can you do when you’ve tried for so long and you’ve done what you could the best way you know how to?

It must be nice to go out with friends bowling, to dinner, to a movie, etc. 

Oh wait…