Bright&Broken

"Here's the start to something great, I hope your shoulders can bear the weight"

[prospects]

[gosh]

via weheartit

[remanence-of-love]

[ingelnook]

[tilldeathdousart]

[j-vac-deactivated20150413]

Some nights I wish I could go back in life. Not to change shit. Just to feel a couple things twice.

~ 6PM In New York  (via conflictingheart)

[yourstrulymaudia]

Never get too attached to anyone unless they also feel the same towards you, because one sided expectations can mentally destroy you.

(via sniffing)

[thelovejournals]

I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it’s these things I’d believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn’t all she should be. I love her and that’s the beginning and end of everything.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, ”Letter to Isabelle Amorous”, Feb 1920 (via thelovejournals)

[misskrazanius-deactivated202512]

[matialonsorphoto]

[euo]

“In my experience, the prettier a girl is, the more nuts she is, which makes you insane.”

Blue Valentine (2010) dir. Derek Cianfrance

[blossomfully]

I told him he could come and find me if he ever changed his mind,“ she said, “but I never heard from him again. “So you see, sometimes you offer people choices hoping that they’ll choose you. Sometimes you offer them choices knowing that they never will.”

S.Z. // Excerpt from a book I’ll never write #216 (via blossomfully)

[fuckyoubaker-deactivated2017040]

[414lilj-deactivated20170902]

I’m at the “we’ll see” stage in my life. With everything and everyone. We will see.

[inkbyaporia]

I do not want to miss you. I miss your eyes, your intelligence, your hugs and the nature of your smile. I miss saying your name without whispering it into my dreams and I miss seeing you without tearing at the seams. I can’t shake this feeling like maybe, just maybe, we could go back to where we left off. Because we are like strangers now, pretending like we’ve forgotten. Maybe you have. I never will. How do you tell a stranger you remember the shade of their eyes and the cadence of their handwriting, that their name still sounds like a song to you and that their mind is a galaxy to be explored? I’ve been telling myself you’ve changed so much but I’ve always know the truth.The person I miss still exists. I do not want to miss you, but oh, does it burn. Give me hope that we can try again. I want to try again.

A.P. (4.19.16) you still had my number (via inkbyava)

[middlenameconfused]

Seventy-five years. That’s how much time you get if you’re lucky. Seventy-five years. Seventy-five Winters. Seventy-five Springtimes. Seventy-five Summers. And Seventy-five Autumns. When you look at it like that, it’s not a lot of time, is it? Don’t waste them. Get your head out of the rat race and forget about the superficial things that pre-occupy your existence and get back to what’s important now. Right Now. This very second. And I’m not saying, drop everything and let the world come to a grinding halt. I’m saying that you could become a seeker. You could be loving more. You could be taking some chances. You could be living more. You could be spending more time with your family. You could be getting in touch with the part of you that lives instead of fears; the part of you that loves instead of hates; the part of you that recognizes the humanity in all of us. And I tell you, That’s where you’re fortunate.

Eddie Murphy, as ‘G’, in Holy Man (via creatingaquietmind)

[badriyahh]

so many years of education yet nobody ever taught us how to love ourselves and why its so important

 As a teacher this really speaks out to me, going to try and teach my kids this. (via itcuddles)