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there is a place in the heart that will never be filled and we will wait and wait in that space
—Charles Bukowski, “no help for that”
And you make jokes because you’re afraid to take anything seriously. Because if you take things seriously, they matter.
House, M.D., Damned If You Do (via ilostgatsby)
The words you speak become the house you live in.
Hafiz (via fyp-philosophy)
don’t feel guilty about saying no, it’s okay.
Nice people don’t necessarily fall in love with nice people.
Jonathan Franzen, Freedom (via bookmania)
empathy is honestly so exhausting. it makes you take on all this additional heaviness that you didn’t want in the first place. it makes you feel guilty for being angry or upset because it’s so good at making excuses for other people. it makes you vulnerable to abuse or neglect.
and yet, i wouldn’t be the person i am without it. i wouldn’t be as understanding or as level-headed. i wouldn’t be able to read people as easily as i do. to tell the difference between pain and fear, anger and hurt. i wouldn’t know when to see someone’s anger and say to myself that this is not about you. this is about them and their own private war. i wouldn’t be able to sit down deep in someone else’s hurt and wait it out with them like a storm.
tomorrow my coworker has to say goodbye to her cat and even just knowing this, i’m already feeling small amounts of grief for her. i don’t know the cat, i don’t even know this woman well but i can’t shut it off.
i think sometimes knowing that people i care about are hurting feels worse than if i had to experience that hurt myself.
a little louder for the people in the back
Ima reblog this again because it’s really important
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Rosemary, lavender, sage, rain, grass, the smell of the person you love.
gillian anderson - “what’s your favourite smell?” (via featherumbrellas)
Don’t you think there is always something unspoken between two people?
Tennessee Williams, 27 Wagons Full of Cotton and Other Plays (via featherumbrellas)
All you can do in life is to be who you are. Some people will love you for you. Most will love you for what you can do for them, and some won’t like you at all.
Rita Mae Brown (via onlinecounsellingcollege)