Re-create yourselves: and let this be your best creation.
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Re-create yourselves: and let this be your best creation.
Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra (via wordsnquotes)
Nothing Is stranger than having to treat someone you loved like a stranger.
rsstaystrong (via wnq-writers)
When a person tells you you hurt them, you don’t get to decide you didn’t.
Louis C.K. (via quotemadness)
I write to make myself feel better. As if all negativity is pouring out of me. I’d rather let people read my sadness than look into my eyes and see it.
kajewrotethat (via wordsnquotes)
I am torn in two, but I will conquer myself.
Anne Sexton (via quotemadness)
I am aware, sure, I am aware. Catastrophically aware.
Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals Of Sylvia Plath (via violentwavesofemotion)
после зимнее реанимированное сердце оттаивает и скулит, как брошенная в подворотне грязная, оборванная псина, которая перед дверью твоего дома сидит, продрогнув и замерзнув, но дверь все еще закрыта. и я мокну под дождем, смешивая под ногами снег со слезами и кровью, но не пытаюсь постучать в твой дом, ведь нас разделяют километры обледенелых, замерзших, провисших под тяжестью провода с током и моей любовью, которой я пыталась тебе доказать, что светлое будущее возможно, но оно тебе не нужно! ведь я не твое новогоднее желание, загаданное под бой курантов в спешке. я - твои воспоминания, я - твоя остаточная память, сожженная дотла с остатками бумаги, я - твои руки, я - неловкие касания, помутившие сознание, я - твое чертово единственное утешение во время депрессивной стадии. как много ты принес мне страданий, и как часто вгонял меня во множественные апатии. а если ты любишь огонь, так выжги себе им на плече моё имя, если рваного горячего дыхания зимой тебе не хватило.
You went away! Why did you go away? You know, I needed you, and you pissed off.
Sid Jenkins, Skins (via wnq-movies)
…Be lonely. Learn your way around loneliness. Make a map of it. Sit with it, for once in your life. Welcome to the human experience. But never…use another person’s body or emotions as a scratching post for your own unfulfilled yearnings.
Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love (via wordsnquotes)
Nothing haunts us like the things we don’t say.
Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith: a True Story (via wnq-anonymous)
To feel. To trust the feeling. I long for that.
Face to Face, Dir. Ingmar Bergman (via wnq-movies)
You, he said, are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain.
Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls (via wordsnquotes)
Don’t believe the voices in your head. They come from the people you’re learning to forget.
E. B. Matthews (via wordsnquotes)
Nothing haunts us like the things we don’t say.
Mitch Albom, Have a Little Faith: a True Story (via wnq-anonymous)
I still love you. And sometimes, my friend, the love that I have, and can’t give to you, crushes the breath from my chest. Sometimes, even now, my heart is drowning in a sorrow that has no stars without you, and no laughter, and no sleep.
Gregory David Roberts, Shantaram (via wordsnquotes)