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I have scars on my hands from touching certain people.
J.D. Salinger (via purplebuddhaquotes)
Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.
Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close (via books-n-quotes)
To heal, you must learn to be alone.
b.p, writing prompt #32: write about healing (via wnq-writers)
This..
My heart wasn’t supposed to break for an almost lover. But it did. And God, it hurt like hell.
Katrien Pauwels // writing prompt #67: write about an almost relationship, which broke your heart (via wnq-writers)
You’re allowed to miss the people who were bullets to you, but you’re not allowed to let them shoot you again.
Reyna Biddy (via wordsnquotes)
You were hurt badly, and those scars will be with you for ever. I feel sorry for you, I really do. But think of it like this: it’s not too late to recover. You’re young, you’re tough. You’re adaptable. You can patch up your wounds, lift up your head and move on.
Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via thelovejournals)
You never get over it. But you get to where it doesn’t bother you so much.
Jeffrey Eugenides, The Virgin Suicides (via thelovejournals)
You held on to something that never held on to you, and that was the problem.
T.B. LaBerge (via thelovejournals)
Heal yourself, first. The rest will come later.
unknown (via samxcamargo)
This needed to be on tumblr
I feel this day coming.
Always defend your right to heal at your own pace. You are taking your time. You are allowed to take your time.
Unknown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)
Be brave, my darling. You have faced dark times before and you’re still here now.
Anonymous (via wnq-anonymous)
“I just can’t wait to forget how much it hurts,” she said. My little sister, 17 and naive and so in love, had woken me up at 2am, crying because her boyfriend had broken up with her. “I never want to remember what I’m feeling right now.” I pet her hair back as her head laid in my lap. “But you will remember it,” I told her. “You always will. Even ten years from now, when three other boys have come and gone since him, you will remember it. Because this is the only time you will have believed every word he said. This is the only time your whole heart will get involved. This is the only time you will be blindsided.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. “You’ll remember this pain for the rest of your life. But pain is natural. It’s how we protect ourselves.”
excerpt from an unfinished book #133 (via un-predictible)
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