In the end it's all nice.

«Is there a limit to how much you can love somebody? No matter how much I hurt him or get hurt by him, I find myself far from hating him, actually hoping that those wounds will scar, like burns... Because then you can never forget me and you will never, ever be able to leave my side.»

[mxrivh-deactivated20170206]

[yonkou]

[riplikeren]

[theambitiouswoman]

… And learn to have the awareness to not take out those “moods” on others

Fixed it

[perrfectly]

Credit belongs to owner x

[talos-stims]

rain | source

[neverlvnd]

X

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Lina A.

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Kait Rokowski, from "The Civil Guillotine" in So Much For the Mercy Kill

[thoughtkick]

“Don’t allow your wounds to turn you into a person you are not.”

— Paulo Coelho

[mournfulroses]

Else Fitzgerald, from "Everything Feels Like the End of The World," publ. in 2022

[dancinginthe-moonlights]

che il mio carattere possa nascondere sempre quanto è debole il mio cuore

[fatimazainab]

Margaret Atwood, The Blind Assassin

[webweabings]

I WANT YOU TO BE MINE. SELFISHLY, THOUGHTLESSLY, MINE

@vaitiolo ; // “Orpheus and Eurydice”, by Virgil; // H.G. Wells, from a letter to Rebecca West (w. April, 1913); // “No, I don’t miss the dissipated night’s”, by Alexander Pushkin (tr. by D.M. Thomas) (1832); // “Blue is the Warmest Color”, by Ghalia Lacroix (2013); // “The Voyage Out”, by Virginia Woolf (1915); // Virgina Woolf; // “Soft Human”, by Emery Allen (2019)

[kathykha]

Love

I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved the way I love.

Blaze

2 878

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Nipuna Mehta (via @nipsyyy)

[deloveusion]

i want romance. i want intimacy. i want the 2 am love making. i want consistency, loyalty. i want the random looks of admiration. i want to know you're just for me. i want date nights. i want love so pure and true. i want it because i can return it.

[quotefeeling]

“you will never be too much for someone who can’t get enough of you”

— Unknown

[omneco]

[perfectfeelings]

“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.”

— C.S. Lewis