horror/sad blog.
cassandra.
author-to-be.
Egyptian.
moons.
suns.
poetry.
jessi.
joan.
single.
message for kik.
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  • "Girls work on their looks, not their minds, because they know boys are stupid, not blind."
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  • myvoicemyright:

    Acid attack survivors in India model new clothing range for powerful photoshoot

    Survivors of acid attacks in India have become the face of a new clothing range designed by a woman who had acid thrown in her face while she was asleep four years ago.Delhi-based designer Rupa and her friends Rita, Sonam, Laxmi and Chanchal modelled the clothes from her new range, Rupa Designs, for photographer Rahul Saharan.

    Rupa suffered extensive injuries when her stepmother threw acid in her face while she was sleeping in 2008.

    She was allegedly left without any medical aid for six hours before her uncle found her and transported her to hospital, where she underwent eleven operations and spent three months being cared for.

    (via wasiangod)

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  • I loved him but I didn’t love myself.” // r.i.d

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  • "

    see, i felt like
    there was a big fucking hole
    right in my chest
    a shadow i could not
    outdistance

    see, i made jokes all the time
    because i was already so bruised
    why not make myself
    the punchline

    see, i’m one of those
    “burn out in the glory of fire”
    types, always the
    funny man, always
    quick with a smile,
    always full of liquor
    by the end of the night

    nobody even noticed
    when i wanted
    to die

    "
    you can’t hurt me worse than i’ve already hurt myself, my love // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
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  • But if he loved her wouldn’t he try to take away the pain? Wouldn’t he do anything to make his wife be the way she was before?” // r.i.d

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  • "

    my mother says she made me strong like amber,
    strong like the trees, strong like
    how you held me.

    yes i am fragile and the light
    shines right on through me

    and my love i am overflowing
    to coat the scars
    you left on me

    but i think somewhere in all of this healing
    part of you got trapped
    under new skin
    and i will never
    get you out
    again.

    "
    "He never cared. How could I be so blind.” // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
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  • I love him. I love him and he doesn’t give a fuck about me.” // r.i.d

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  • "

    i came to you when i was still chewing on the graphite of another boy’s poems, still drowning in the ink splotches he left along my collarbones, still flinching every time someone raised their voice and

    the first time we talked it scared me how easily i could fold myself into your sentences and the first time we got drunk together i remember lying beside you just barely touching and still feeling like maybe i belonged here for the rest of eternity

    how did you take a girl with a heart so black she couldn’t get it to beat how did you make her finally feel complete

    you eased open the places i was hurting and cut yourself removing all of my thorns and good god i am a tinderbox and ready to catch on fire but you’re the only person who has ever made me feel warm so

    just know that where you are is where i am home.

    "
    "The little voice in me who used to tell me “This isn’t the right guy” has been silent ever since we met, and this is the longest relationship I ever had. I so truly hope this one will last.” // r.i.d (via inkskinned)
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