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Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head.

Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies (via goodreadss)

dolores-hazy

We had some sweet memories, sure. Before everything shifted and you knocked me off balance. I never sought to control every reaction, both yours and mine…that was your thing. But I’d be lying if I denied wishing to freeze those initial tender moments. I didn’t want to move forward into the inevitable disintegration of our relationship. We fell apart and I was shocked it all came crashing down violently. You tore into me and though I’d caught glimpses of that side of you, I didn’t expect the extent of vitriol you spewed. I thought you loved me enough to take my feelings into consideration, as I did for you, even when you disregarded mine. It infuriated me but more than anything, it hurt to have you turn on me so viciously, revealing your true blistering thoughts about me. Was I an innocent angel? Certainly not. I never claimed to be. I’m just a damaged person who had your back, always trying to understand…until I couldn’t take anymore of your abuse.

What I should’ve said (via dolores-hazy)

somewhatsomelikepoetry

You stole the sun for me I stole the moon for you together we stole the stars and together we will build our own universe

(via somewhatsomelikepoetry)

I didn't want to go to bed. I didn't want to be left alone with my head. Laying there in the dark, not wanting to tomorrow to start. I'd rather be dead.

You may see stars in my eyes, but tonight the clouds in my mind are trying to put out their light.

#stars #depressive #depressing thoughts #clouds #night

wnq-writers

You’re an unfinished novel and I never want to finish.

somewherebeyondwonderland, writing prompt #65: write a ten-word-story

(via wnq-writers)

books-n-quotes

I think I like my brain best in a bar fight with my heart. I think I like myself a little broken, with rough edges, a little harder to grasp. I like poetry better than therapy anyway. The poems never judge me for healing wrong.

Clementine von Radics, Mouthful of Forevers (via books-n-quotes)

amortizing

You are so good. So good, you’re always feeling so much. And sometimes it feels like you’re gonna bust wide open from all the feeling, don’t it? People like you are the best in the world, but you sure do suffer for it.“

Silas House (via amortizing)

amortizing

There are some people who could hear you speak a thousand words, and still not understand you. And there are others who will understand. without you even speaking a word.

Yasmin Mogahed (via amortizing)