For Mark, made from the same cloth.
Rachel Cohn (via inmyskin)
|—||Carolyn Crane (via outcamethesun)|
I give up. I’m not quitting, but I give up. No more plans or expectations or even hopes. I’ll deal with what is exactly in front of me and no more. I’m done. I’m exhausted and depleted and done. I’m tired of trying and hoping and waiting and pushing only to have “the universe” slap me down over and over again. My faith is paper thin at this point. But I’ll use what I have left and plaster a big fake smile on and soldier through. Whatever. I’m out.
|—||Warsan Shire (via wethinkwedream)|