Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, and faithful in prayer.

Holy shit.




The story behind it (again): This is a picture of my arm and my sister’s. She’s the one with the tattoo I’m the one with the scars. I’ve been in a mental hospital for over a year because of selfharm, suicidal thoughts & a depression. Me and my sister always had a really close band. We only had each other but everything changed when I was hospitalised; she was alone and she couldn’t cope with the fact that I was unhappy. She kept blaming herself and tried everything to make me better. She always had to cry when I needed to go back to the hospital. She cried while calling ambulances for me and when she saw my not responding on the bathroom floor. But things got better, because of the hospital but because of her too. I had a reason to live, to exist. I realised I needed to get better because of her. She always told me it was me & her against the world. And believe me we were and we still are. So when I got better I still had all those marks on my arm, it made me sad ofcourse it reminded me of my lows and my demons. My sister saw how it affected my recovery and without I knew any of it she tattooed my birthday on her wrist. I kept asking her why why why. Her answer: ‘You don’t have your own arms anymore so you can have mine’ This picture shows how she pulls me up every time.

oh my god. this is beautiful

‘You don’t have your own arms anymore so you can have mine’


Date night

i ache to hold someone’s hand
for someone to want to hold mine
i want to feel the shock of electric heat
rush through my body
when our hands accidentally brush against each other for the first time
then our eyes will meet
with that awkward flirty grin
on our faces because we both felt it
but we’re too nervous to say a thing about it
and when we look away
we’ll smile to ourselves
realizing that you or i
are the most beautiful thing one another has set eyes upon

i ache for the attention of another
for that rush of happiness
that both you and i can’t seem to apprehend
when seeing one another’s faces
after a long day
for that sense of comfort
knowing that someone cares about you more than anything in the world

i ache to be wanted, needed, cared for
for the adventures
and warmth of your touch
for the feeling of being loved
for the feeling of loving you

i don’t know who you are yet,
but i’m getting impatient
please, hurry
i ache for you

4:42 a.m
e.k.s (via stonehands-heavyheart)