"Today, after a 72 hour shift at the fire station, a woman ran up to me at the grocery store and gave me a hug. When I tensed up, she realized I didn’t recognize her. She let go with tears of joy in her eyes and the most sincere smile and said, “On 9-11-2001, you carried me out of the World Trade Center.”
“We keep saying that we’re okay, but I don’t want to settle for good, not great. I miss the way that it felt back then, I wanna feel that way again.”—Remind Me, Brad Paisley ft Carrie Underwood (via lavaships)
This is gonna hurt, this is gonna hurt like hell This is gonna damn near kill me, sometimes the truth aint easy I know that you’re scared of telling me something I don’t wanna hear, but baby believe that I’m not leaving, you couldn’t give me one good reason
I’m not on Tumblr to get a lot of followers or to get thousands of messages a day from complete strangers. I’m on Tumblr so I can vent. It’s an outlet for me. It might offend, hurt, or confuse some people, but honestly I don’t care. Sometimes Tumblr is the only thing that will listen to all my rambling so it sees all my frustration, anger, and hurt.
When I wake up in the morning, I'm going to turn back into the happy, smiling, care-free girl everyone knows me as. All my wounds are going to close up, until they're forced open again on a night like tonight.