If it doesn't challenge you, it doesn't change you

[perrfectly]

“Maybe love stays. Maybe love can’t. Maybe love shouldn’t. Love arrives exactly when love is supposed to. And love leaves exactly when love must. When love arrives, say, ‘Welcome. Make yourself comfortable.’ If love leaves, ask her to leave the door open behind her. Turn off the music, listen to the quiet. Whisper, ‘Thank you for stopping by.’”

— Sarah Kay and Phil Kaye, “When Love Arrives” (via perrfectly)

[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)

[minuty]

“Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time.”

— Maya Angelou (via naturaekos)

[thezealouswolf]

“There is nothing like a good, long run to clean your veins of those you love. I coughed up my lungs just to know you were no longer the oxygen I breathed. For once I made sure my muscles ached more than my heart.”

—

AR, Runners’ High, Lovers’ Goodbye

(I hope to God your marathon hurts a lot less than my run)

[peeblespair]

[bebemoon]

“Rain on roof outside window, gray light, deep covers and warm blankets. Rain and nip of autumn in air; nostalgia, itch to work better and bigger. That crisp edge of autumn.”

— The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath, 26 August 1956 in Paris  (via ablogwithaview)

[natureandbeauty]

[morningeggs]

[wordsthat-speak]

“You’re terrified of being alone. Anything you do now will be motivated by that fear. You have to stop worrying about finding love again. It will come when it comes. Get comfortable with being alone. It will empower you.”

— This is Where I Leave You (Jonathan Tropper)

[dontyouever-giveup-deactivated2]

[rusol]

Do not let your tongue mention someone’s faults,

You are also full of faults; and people have tongues too.

[kissedbythevoid]

[uniquehairstyles]

[i-deserve-to-take-up-space]

“The fear is not of fat. The fear is of need, of hunger, of any desire, of life itself. The fear is of being human, and as such, imperfect, and as such, just mortal. Just a body, like everyone else.”

— Marya Hornbacher, from Wasted Updated Edition: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia (P.S.)

[hazelespresso]

[cockkkkkkkk]

[onlinecounsellingcollege]

“Actually, I just woke up one day and decided I didn’t want to feel like that anymore, or ever again. so I changed. Just like that.”

— curiano.com