White Wolf 1 by ravenofthenight
Depression is such a cruel punishment. There are no fevers, no rashes, no blood tests to send people scurrying in concern. Just the slow erosion of the self, as insidious as any cancer. And, like cancer, it is essentially a solitary experience. A room in hell with only your name on the door. Unknown (via noirdunuit)

(Source: earthtojea, via sluttiest-virgin)

Your mother did not raise you with a wolf in your chest so you could howl over losing a man. read this on here today and i haven’t stopped thinking about this quote since (via pluiedem)

(via cabin-in-thewoods)


Untitled em We Heart It.