paper-trees:

don’t fall in love with the boy who fucks you
as if he were the storm
and you were a paper boat made by trembling five year-old hands
fall in love with the boy
who kisses the translucent skin covering your voicebox
and looks into your eyes as he runs his hands up your thighs
because he knows how scared you are 

i know you stand naked in the bathroom
sucking in your pale stomach
and pulling at the insides of your thighs
wishing you had a chainsaw that sliced four inches off your legs
and arms and stomach and face and butt
but baby, you are an ocean
and no barbie-shaped cookie cutter could contain you
because you are not a body
you are a current
you are waves that crash and sing and fight and resist 
you are the ebb and flow
the push
the pull
you are the pink shimmers at dawn
the navy blanket at dusk
and the reflections of stars at night
and people lose themselves in everything that is you
and when the actions and words of something can be so beautiful
everything else turns to dust

eat when you are hungry
sleep when you are tired
love with all your aching heart and soul and body
never, ever deprive yourself of something that makes you happy

if you are ever sad i will hold you in my arms
and it will feel exactly the same as the first time i held you
and looked into your confused little brown eyes
because you’ll always be my baby
and if that doesn’t make you feel better
i’ll drive you to the nearest ice cream shop
and we’ll talk about boys

do everything:
jump off cliffs and swim with dolphins and write poetry and fall in love
so that you always have stories to tell

and baby, i want you to always remember
everything happens for a reason.
all the big, small, crazy, strange, trivial things that happen in your life
are connected
like a patchwork quilt, except messier and more confusing
and you need to remember this every time you feel insignificant
you are here for a reason
you are alive because life needs you to be
i promise.

(via forget-me-notsandmarigolds)

She’s a badass and you all wish you were her and you know it. 

The woman raised her sister’s daughter only to have her ripped away when her stupid sister pretended to get her life together for a second. And then she moved across the motherfucking country to make sure that Susie was okay even though the love of her life was in Chicago. And she comes back to Chicago, right? Just to find out that her best friend/true love had cancer and has gotten married and has another kid. Really? Like that’s gotta be a blow that cuts you off at the knees, right? NO. Susan just keeps on going. And she makes attempts at love. Like with Carter. Which was so wrong but so right. And Mark’s cancer comes back and she doesn’t let him mope or give up. She makes him fight and she keeps his secret and she cares for him because his wife isn’t there. And I love her so much for that. And then he dies AND THINGS OF A MORE PERSONAL NATURE TO SAY. And then she falls in love with Chuck and he’s so not her type but she loves him and they work. And Cosmo. And BACKTRACK for a second because lets talk about how she dropped everything and went searching for her niece when her stupid sister fucked shit up again. And how she always does what is best for everyone else. And how when Carter gets tenure over her… AND SHE STILL COMES BACK TO SUPPORT HIM. And she’s all happy and nice and caring with the people who have screwed her over.

And in short you wish you were as good of a person as Susan Lewis.

claudysstream said: Wait. Susan is your favourite of ER? ASDFGJKCVBL.

DUDE. D U D E. Susan Lewis has been my favorite character since I was like three years old and I am not even close to kidding, okay? My mom has had me watching ER since it first aired and Susan was like a guidepost for me growing up. I traded her in for Abby for awhile due to personal issues but I always come back to her. She’s the best. And I relate to her so much. And I just want to be her when I finally grow up. Basically Susan Lewis > the universe.