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In your life you will stumble upon people,
and you will fall in love with them in many ways.
Some times it will be pretty and you will find yourself smiling
some times it will be dark and bittersweet and it will consume you
and destroy you in the end.
The people you will fall in love with, in whatever way,
will forever have a place in your heart
because in the end it really doesn’t matter how you loved them
but that you opened up to them and let them fill you with love and other beautiful things
while others left you with scars and ultimately with experiences you will never forget.
Learn to treasure both and never let those things stop you from loving anyone
because that’s what life is about
to love in more than one way
and ultimately to learn from it as well.

(Source: soul-wanderer)

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People always comment on how strong I am
for living my life despite all the bad things that keep happening to me.
They comment on it because I am made of nothing but skin and bones
and bruises and darkness seems to be my steady companion.
They hear my solemn words and wonder
if my heart is still beating or if they would feel nothing when they touch my chest.
They tell me how brave I am
because I wear the sadness like others wear dresses
bright and for everyone to see.
They never tell my sister how strong she is
because she is made of silence and buried sadness
and nobody gets to see the scars that run deeper than any physical ones could.
They never comment on how brave she is
because they will never know there’s anything wrong in the first place
and her past is seemingly just that
gone and never coming back.
They tell me how brave I am
when they should tell her the same
because darkness keeps both of our company
but they never tell her how strong she is
because when they look at me they see a wreck
and when they look at her they see nothing but a wife and a mother
someone who should have her life together
and that is wrong
because she is brave too
and nobody ever seems to see that.

You are brave too

(Source: soul-wanderer)

So this is the truth.The truth about cutting/self-harming.You’ll have scars - forever.Some of these cuts are almost 6 months old and yet not fading.They will always remind me of what I’ve done to my body.I’m not ashamed of them, but some days I regret it.And I’m not finally recovered, therefor there could always be new cuts.Recovery is a long way.Especially when you have permanent reminders of what you’ve done all over your body.

So this is the truth.
The truth about cutting/self-harming.
You’ll have scars - forever.
Some of these cuts are almost 6 months old and yet not fading.
They will always remind me of what I’ve done to my body.
I’m not ashamed of them, but some days I regret it.
And I’m not finally recovered, therefor there could always be new cuts.
Recovery is a long way.
Especially when you have permanent reminders of what you’ve done all over your body.

The scars were fading. They were.

The scars were fading. They were.

Well, I’m a little fucked up.

Well, I’m a little fucked up.

Judged.

Don’t judge people for being sometimes annoying.
You don’t know their past.
Don’t judge people for their weight.
You don’t know their past.
Don’t judge people for their style.
Everyone is different.
Don’t judge people for their character.
You don’t want to be judged too.
Don’t judge people for their scars.
You don’t know what they’ve gone through. 

Simply don’t judge people. You don’t have the right to do that.
Even though it’s sometimes hard. Try to think of it every day. 

 © soul-wanderer

It’s nothing.

It’s nothing.

Portrait of my thoughts.

(Source: soul-wanderer)

Need the blood. Need to forget the emotional pain.
(ignore the fatness of my arm >.<) 

Need the blood. Need to forget the emotional pain.

(ignore the fatness of my arm >.<) 

(Source: soul-wanderer)

Left a battlefield.Again.

(Source: soul-wanderer)