Lost Journey

Lost soul, That Needs Some understanding

[quotefeeling]

“When you give your heart away, you usually get it back in pieces, fragments. And often, a great deal of time passes before you realize that every piece wasn’t returned to you—and probably never will be. You crave nothing more than to get those small—but vital—fragments back; to return to the unbroken, undamaged version of yourself. But what’s been broken cannot be unbroken, and so all you can do is learn to live with the void of the missing pieces, to somehow find beauty in the wreckage.”

— Krystal McLean, My Darrling

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Bates Motel

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— roach-works

[surqrised]

“Loneliness is difficult to confess; difficult too to categorise. Like depression, a state with which it often intersects, it can run deep in the fabric of a person, as much a part of one’s being as laughing easily or having red hair.”

— Olivia Laing, The Lonely City

[thehopefulquotes]

“Do you want to be happy? Let go of what’s gone, be grateful for what remains, and look forward to what is coming.”

— Unknown

[leonardospoetry]

[quotefeeling]

“If you find yourself constantly trying to prove your worth to someone, you have already forgotten your value.”

— Unknown

[perfectquote]

“What difference do it make if the thing you scared of is real or not?”

— Toni Morrison, Song of Solomon

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Sylvia Plath

[thoughtkick]

“You are what you do, not what you say you’ll do.”

— C.G. Jung

[perfectquote]

“For a tough kid I had a bad habit of getting attached to people.”

— S.E. Hinton

[letsbelonelytogetherr]

— Arthur Miller, The Crucible

[the-literary-alchemist]

[emotionalwords]

[quotefeeling]

“When I say, I love you, it’s not because I want you or because I can’t have you. It has nothing to do with me. I love what you are, what you do, how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength. I’ve seen the best and the worst of you. And I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are.”

— Joss Whedon

[queen-from-her-roots]

Finding yourself slipping

Into old habits feels like

Wrapping yourself in a

Well-worn blanket that

You wish you could stay in,

Warm and full of memories,

But the night has gone,

So the time has come to arise,

Shed the comforts of the past

And find new warmth in

This rising sunlight.

[cherokeeghostwriter]

you've been saying goodbye since the day we met. going from one uncomfortable encounter on to the next -a trail of ashes, where only memory should linger. i've struggled to salvage something of us, -something of you in these miserable remains. a line or two of a carelessly discarded friendship, falling from your pocket, as you flee this pyre- sorrow, grasping at your heels.