"Eventually you stop paying attention to your own feelings when there’s nothing to be done about them."
by Ben Marcus - The Flame Alphabet (via colourthysoul)(via sosuperawesome)
"It wasn’t real. I deluded myself. I had this aching need to be loved and it was screwing with my head. Sometimes, when you crave certain feelings, you’ll trick yourself into thinking the other person is something other than what he appears."
by Ilona Andrews (via hellanne)(via 3wishez)
"Let me tell you this: if you meet a loner, no matter what they tell you, it’s not because they enjoy solitude. It’s because they have tried to blend into the world before, and people continue to disappoint them."
by Jodi Picoult
(via onesweetdelightlater)
(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via onesweetdelightlater)
"Never cut a tree down in the winter time.
Never make a negative decision in the low time.
Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst mood.
Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass.
The spring will come."
by Robert H. Schuller (via beautifulurself)Never make a negative decision in the low time.
Never make your most important decisions when you are in your worst mood.
Wait. Be patient. The storm will pass.
The spring will come."
(via awriterandnothingelse)
"You can’t find intimacy—you can’t find home—when you’re always hiding behind masks. Intimacy requires a certain level of vulnerability. It requires a certain level of you exposing your fragmented, contradictory self to someone else. You running the risk of having your core self rejected and hurt and misunderstood."
by Junot Díaz (via obdormio)(Source: lazyscranton, via awriterandnothingelse)
Hope
I do not believe
there is a more
dangerous
and destructive
force in
all the world
than
Hope,
but I do not
believe
there is a
more
necessary
or perfectly
beautiful
one
either.
-Tyler Knott Gregson-
(via onesweetdelightlater)
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by Iain S. Thomas, Intentional Dissonance (via turbotasticjackfrostlergotlokid)“She’s like a cancer in my mind and some part of me knows that she’ll be there until I die. Some part of me knows that she’ll kill me. There’s nothing I can do that she won’t be in. I could drink water and it would taste like her lips. I could stare at the sky and the birds flying by would be there like the first time we kissed. And you know what? None of it was real. Not one moment. She’s was my whole life and now I’m left with nothing but the fragment of a broken memory. Less than a moment. I built my heart around her in the time it took to smoke two cigarettes.”
“That’s a bit fucking much, is it really that bad?”
“She ruined my whole life.”
“Were you happy when you were with her?”
“Yes.”
“Then she didn’t ruin anything.”
"(Source: lemonsaresouryoupieceoffuck, via officialiwrotethisforyou)
It’s been a year and he’s stopped talking to me.
Words are tumbling out of my head, spilling and drowning me.
But I can’t even talk anymore.
"Are you going to be something else I’ll have to survive? ‘Cause I’ll tell you something, I’m not up to it."
by Erin Brockavitch (via creatingaquietmind)(Source: middlenameconfused, via creatingaquietmind)
