Book of the day: Night Road by Kristin Hannah
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Book of the day: Night Road by Kristin Hannah
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I am the one who got so good at burning the bridges before they could burn me and I am also the one who learnt to stay even long after they leave. I am messier than your room and as clean as the mountains.
Kriti. G (via wnq-writers)
Don't hold back
Marshmallow Stuffed Chocolate Chip Cookies
In the absence of love
I forgot how glorious being alone can really be. You don't need the love of another to be happy. At the end of the day, what's most important is loving yourself. Enjoying yourself. Having fun by yourself. I haven't felt peace like this in a long time.
(by Lana Isabella)
Time doesn’t heal you; you heal you.
petrichorsouls (via wnq-writers)
If you see something beautiful in someone, speak it.
Ruthie Lindsey (via wordsnquotes)
true
Lust is so inadequate. And loving exhausts me.
Anne Sexton, A Self-Portrait In Letters (via thelovejournals)
Do you think it’s possible that some people are born to give more love than they will ever get back in return?
Tyler Knott Gregson (via thelovejournals)
Maybe I was destined to forever fall in love with people I couldn’t have. Maybe there’s a whole assortment of impossible people waiting for me to find them. Waiting to make me feel the same impossibility over and over again.
Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home (via thelovejournals)
I think I will always be alone And I think maybe it's meant to be that way I think I'll never have what other people have I think I will always be alone
And I have to start over again, always again. All raw skin and exposed nerve endings, and it makes me so tired. And sometimes, just for a moment, I wish I didn’t have to do it anymore; Start over again, be so tired. I wish it would all stop.
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Whatever you do, never run back to what broke you.
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