Sometimes, when I catch sight of myself in a mirror, I get surprised by my own reflection. Like my face doesn’t belong to me.
Same goes for my name. I would stare at my name imprinted on my student pass for a long time… this name doesn’t feel like mine. It sounds so familiar, yet so foreign.
I’m not me.
My body is merely a shell to occupy.
I’m actually somebody else.
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One of the most courageous decisions you will ever make is to finally let go of whatever is hurting your heart and soul.
if you want a nice body, go get it. if you want to become a lawyer, study your ass off. if you want nice hair, pick a style and get it done. stop being afraid and motivate yourself. find yourself. find your happiness, because it’s out there waiting for you.
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When something bothered me, I didn’t talk with anyone about it. I thought it over all by myself, came to a conclusion, and took action alone. Not that I really felt lonely. I thought that’s just the way things are. Human beings, in the final analysis, have to survive on their own.