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For a dreamer, night's the only time of the day.
— The Weekend
“And when I asked you how you’d been, I meant I missed you more than I’ve ever missed anything before.”
— Unknown
Love is enough
“True love is usually the most inconvenient kind.”
— Kiera Cass (via quotefeeling)
you can’t just sit there and put everyone’s life ahead of yours and think that counts as love.
-perks of being a wallflower
“I am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.”
— Unknown
The Black Unicorn: Sequelae by Audre Lorde
When you crave for a certain thing, u rarely get that.
I craved for love but failed.
“Because with the right person, sometimes kissing feels like healing.”
— Lisa McMann
“I have loved no one else but you in my life.”
— Anton Chekhov, from Complete Works of Anton Chekhov; “The Doctor,”
“How can you say i pushed you away when you were already stepping back?”
— c. k. reyes
“When I first met her, I knew in a moment I would have to spend the next few days re-arranging my mind so there’d be room for her to stay.”
— Brian Andreas
“She can still hear whispers of the wild God in her blood.”
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992
‘stars in the sky, stars on the ground. it’s hard to tell where the sky ends and the earth begins. i feel the need to say something grand and poetic, but the only thing i come up with is “it’s lovely.” ’
-all the bright places
“Sometimes in the night you cry: a deep piteous banner of gone desire and current sorrow, the fear that the night is long and hungry and you pace among its teeth feeling time slipping through you cold and slick.”
— The Hunger Moon; Dignity by Marge Piercy
love song for k. owyne, anne sexton
Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles