[thoughtkick]

“I feel myself shutting down, closing off, like I should tell people, ‘No, we don’t use this heart anymore. It’s too fragile.”

— Courtney C. Stevens; The Lies About Truth

[aquariun31]

I won’t be using this account anymore. You can follow my new one if you want.

@aquaryn

[sweetchampagne]

Forever the girl who loves deeply, even at the risk of breaking

[khalidmahmoud]

"سَتنجوا، لكن ستُصبح شخصاً آخر."

[sufiblackmamba]

You will survive, but you will become someone else

[wholeheartedsuggestions]

sometimes it feels like talking to anyone will be a bother, like it’s easier to just not saying anything until it starts killing me. but that’s damaging and self destructive and i know that there are people in my life who would want me to confide in them rather than suffer alone. so this is a reminder to myself and anyone who needs it.

[aazizam]

no one will come to save you but some will offer you their hand to hold when life gets tough and those are the ppl that matter

[khadlja]

even against all odds, my heart is stubbornly hopeful that if i just pray a little harder and hold on a little longer, everything will be okay.

[shisasan]

A soulmate whose love holds you like the ocean’s tide, soft, calming and unending.

[aquariun31]

"And whatever it is that could make you genuinely happy,

I hope you'll reach it.

But if you are already tired to do so, I hope it hugs you gently, tightly.

Peacefully.

And never let you go."

ma.c.a // Maybe I won't stop wishing (via vomitingwords)

[aquariun31]

And maybe

Allah doesn't open a certain heart for you

because He knows

that you will not find

a single trace of love

that is worthy of yours.

Ibtasem

[bakwaaas]

some people will try to convince you that what they’ve settled for or accepted in their life is ‘just how things are’ and that your aspirations or expectations are unrealistic because deep down they’re unhappy and can’t cope with the reality that it is possible for things to be better than this

[random-xpressions]

The relief that comes with the release of tears...

Random Xpressions

[persephonediary]

Which of all my important nothings shall I tell you first?

— Jane Austen, Letters to Cassandra Austen (June 15, 1808)

[random-xpressions]

You think thunder is loud? Hear, you must, the cracking of someone's voice as the lump in their throat feels heavy at the onset of grief...

Random Xpressions

[seaymph]

“I was in a place where nobody knew my heart even a little bit.”

— Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the wolves I’m home (via modernbettiepage)

[heartdesiresss]

I love all the unusual ways that say, “I’m thinking about you.”

[nocturnalxsaturn]

Does anybody know what it’s like to be good enough? Asking for me.