The little things in life

Tiffany, PA, 28

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Trista Mateer ,“I Still Forget We’re Not Even Friends”

[heartofmuse]

And there is ever just one thing between us I want it to be love, not the memories, not the regrets, not the even the words we said, but love, beating, existing, living, defiant, even if I never see you again, even if we never speak. Let this love be what always remains between you and me.

e.v.e.

[perfectfeelings]

“There’s still a piece of me that can’t let go of you.”

— Skylar Grey

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

“There is love in holding and there is love in letting go.”

— Elizabeth Berg

[remanence-of-love]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)

[remanence-of-love]

[twistedlybroken]

[cannibalchicken]

[alliszn]

I miss you so bad, but I know keeping my distance is for the better. – æ

[blck-xcvi]

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

Oscar Wilde

[anxietyproblem]

[maybe-itsforthebest]

- j (x)

[flowerytale]

Franz Kafka, from Letters to Felice

[inkskinned]

oh but i love so easily. i want to be an enigma, or cool and collected, or mysterious and lovely. instead i blurt out information you don’t care about, tell stories that last too long, declare my passions. i gush and trust and wish too hard. i chase people away because i like them too much, i chase people away because i don’t like people very easily. i accidentally mention things like my mental illness and am somehow surprised that people are uncomfortable around me. i’m trying to get better. i’m trying.

[petaltexturedskies]

Anaïs Nin, from The Voice

[sofia-blade]

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