i'm Mary. i'm 16. i live in Pennyslvania. My mind runs wild. Welcome to my own little world.

allmymetaphors:

whenever i wanna cry i think about Van Gogh he was such a nice and lonely dude all he wanted was for people to love him he ate yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him oh god oh god that’s so sad i can’t breathe 

(via vivlio)

(via wild-lion)

(Source: writingsforwinter, via fuckbeingfly)

Everything I love has either ruined me or watched as I ruined it instead.

My dentist once told me that letting go is like pulling a tooth. When it was pulled out, you’re relieved, but how many times does your tongue run itself over the spot where the tooth once was? Probably a hundred times a day. Just because it wasn’t hurting you doesn’t mean you didn’t notice it. It leaves a gap and sometimes you see yourself missing it terribly. It’s going to take a while, but it takes time. Should you have kept the tooth? No, because it was causing you so much pain. Therefore, move on and let go.

(Source: theloneliestgirlonearth, via vivlio)

why do famous people think that they can only date other famous people like youre limiting your chance to find your soulmate

for example: me

(Source: skate-high, via vivlio)

me:*accidentally spends life on tumblr*