It’s very lonely bringing up a child on your own. — Diane Abbott (via kushandwizdom)

More good vibes here

(via thelovenotebook)

(via thelovenotebook)

•My angel•

I didn’t get to name you,
Or even hold you too.
I didn’t even see your face,
but you’ve rooted in place.
Inside my memory is where you live,
Cause you were a life I couldn’t give.
Nobody knew you except me,
And in my heart is where you’ll be.
I held you inside for as long as I could,
With you I didn’t get to experience motherhood.
I was the only one who cried,
When I found you had died.
Creator took you back to peace,
You had such a short, short lease.
10 weeks and you are gone,
I love you angel and you live on.
Deep in my heart and mind,
You are with creator who is kind.

R.I.P my angel Oct-Dec.24,2010
10 weeks pregnant before miscarried.

Butterflies dance inside my body and mind,
Screaming at the walls, being left behind.
Flame to a colorful wing,
Soft body struck with hard sting.
Banging their bodies against the trap,
Stuck here with this rising crap.
Higher and higher it climbs the walls,
Smaller and smaller are their desperate calls.
Seeing it coming but no place to hide,
Walking down this long, dirt road with no ride.
Trapped beings with needy battering wings,
No names because these are lost things.
Dark, dark and some more shades of dark.
Stark, stark and some more naked stark.

This explains my current relationship..

This explains my current relationship..

(via xhaileyreneex)

frlcker:

the worst thing ever is when you can feel someone getting bored with you

πŸ˜’πŸ˜’πŸ˜•πŸ˜Ά

(via tipslip)

πŸ’–πŸ’–

πŸ’–πŸ’–

hplyrikz:

Clear your mind here

Someday..

hplyrikz:

Clear your mind here

Someday..

(via thefitlesbian)

I am happy because I have captured you