Maria

velcroheartstrings:

“Baby, it’s a process. Some days you are barely going to be able to scramble out of bed and make it through the day without feeling like your leaking heart is trying to drown you. You are going to want to push people away when they show you they care because he didn’t love you even though you gave him your all so how could anyone else feel any differently, right? Don’t cry baby. Don’t cry. Like I said, it’s a process. Right now it feels like you are climbing an endless ladder; you are terrified to leave him behind and you are struggling to find the motivation to keep going knowing he won’t be the one waiting for you at the top. I know, baby. But listen to me, he is not the only source of love that will make your heart full to the brim and overflowing with happiness (or at least he used to). You are young. So very, very young. And you will come to encounter so many people in this life that will love you as selflessly as you loved him and they will not ask for anything in return except that you try to feel their love with your whole heart knowing you’re worthy. All the people that love you are cheering you on at the finishing line, I can promise you that. The only reason you cannot hear them is because you are still haunted by his voice and how each word felt like sickly sweet honey gliding across his end of the phone to your tongue. I wish I could tell you that the buzzing will cease to exist once the summer is through but there is no denying that the more you swat the bees, the angrier they get. I understand baby, I do. You are constantly being stung to the point where you have forgotten what true sweetness tastes like but I’m going to be right here with you to help yo through this. I carried you for 9 months so what’s 9 more, hey?”

— words I wish my mother would comfort me with.

(via aboveethestarss)

mistergoodkat:

bobby: your house is blue and grey now 
antoni: do you like dip
tan: patterned shirt, french tuck
jonathan: literally just wash your face
karamo: FACE YOUR DEMONS