dreaming

virgo - pixxie

[angelmalware-deactivated2022101]

So so so lonely. It hurts to breath.

[lyjerria]

if the effort isn’t there, neither am I

[vviirgo]

[hintretro]

“…the finding/losing, forgetting/remembering, leaving/returning, never stops. The whole of life is about another chance, and while we are alive, till the very end, there is always another chance.”

— Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal? (via luthienne)

[luthienne]

“It hurts all over. In the soul. In the God-place. / Spleen and rib. Blood and hearth.”

— Tara Hardy, from My, My, My, My, My; “Things Sick People Know That (Sometimes) Healthy People Do Not”

[thoughtkick]

“She didn’t need to be saved. She needed to be found and appreciated for exactly who she was.”

— j. iron word

[fawnaura]

Hélène Cixous, from Coming to Writing and Other Essays

[perfectquote]

“Until you heal the wounds of your past, you are going to bleed. You can bandage the bleeding with food, with alcohol, with drugs, with work, with cigarettes, with sex; but eventually it will all ooze through and stain your life. You must find the strength to open the wounds, stick your hand inside, pull out the core of the pain that is holding you in your past - the memories - and make peace with them.”

— Iyanla Yanzant

[littlechamomilesworld]

[eliminated]

[compulsive]

[disturbedlolita]

[laurapetrie]

“I love that boy with all I’ve ever had in me, and that’s a hell of a lot.”

— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals (via pinkballerinas)

[90377]

“What a beautiful thing it is to be able to stand tall and say, ‘I fell apart, and I survived.’”

— Unknown 

[recaption]

[laurapetrie]

“I kissed him so he would dream of me all night long.”

— Bonjour Tristesse, Françoise Sagan

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