Nana Moxley

Hello world . My name is YaRa , but you can call me NaNa .I've started wasting oxygen on 22 Dec. I❤️WWE ,and Ghost Adventures 👻 ... Big believer in the Titty Master 👍💕 Dean Ambrose ( Jonathan Good ) , and Zak Bagans are my BAEs ❤️❤️❤️😍😘

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[unserve]

[thequotejournals]

Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two.

Charles Bukowski, Women (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

When you’re upset cry, your heart out, and then will come a point when your tears dry up and you can’t cry anymore. Nothing will affect you anymore. That’s the point; your weakness will equal your strength, and from that point you can only grow stronger; so never stop yourself from crying out loud.

Fabia Mamoon (via wnq-writers)

[thelovejournals]

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via wnq-writers)

[wnq-writers]

So there it was, I was alive, I had survived. No one saved me, because I saved myself.

Puran Chand, Memoirs from the past (via wnq-writers)

[theliteraryjournals]

I must tell you that I should really like to think there’s something wrong with me because if there isn’t, then there’s something wrong with the world itself — and that’s much more frightening! That would be terrible. So I’d rather believe there is something wrong with me, that could be put right.

T.S. Eliot, The Cocktail Party (via theliteraryjournals)

[wordsnquotes]

I don’t do anything with my life except romanticize and decay with indecision.

Allen Ginsberg, The Book of Martyrdom and Artifice (via wordsnquotes)

[thelovejournals]

She was beautiful, but not like those girls in the magazines. She was beautiful, for the way she thought. She was beautiful, for the sparkle in her eyes when she talked about something she loved. She was beautiful, for her ability to make other people smile, even if she was sad. No, she wasn’t beautiful for something as temporary as her looks. She was beautiful, deep down to her soul. She is beautiful.

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via thelovejournals)

Inner pure beauty ❤️

[wnq-writers]

Everything lost can be found. Except time.

ariel (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

She thinks she’s living a fairytale, that’s why she fears the world so much, it scares her, because people are nothing like fairies, the sky is not made of candy and the world is not shiny.

cocaine-angell  (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

Coincidences in life are not always just a coincidence. Most times, they are the fragments of our destinies.

bibliophilic-loner (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

I will plant a seed from my heart inside of yours if you’ll allow it to grow and so long as you do not let it die

Dan McKenna (via wordsnquotes)

[photography-cnl]

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair.

Khalil Gibran (via landscape-photo-graphy)

[wordsnquotes]

Infatuation is when you find somebody who is absolutely perfect.Love is when you realise that they aren’t and it doesn’t matter.

Unknown  (via wordsnquotes)

[wordsnquotes]

Physics says: go to sleep. Of course you’re tired. Every atom in you has been dancing the shimmy in silver shoes nonstop from mitosis to now. Quit tapping your feet. They’ll dance inside themselves without you. Go to sleep. Geology says: it will be all right. Slow inch by inch America is giving itself to the ocean. Go to sleep. Let darkness lap at your sides. Give darkness an inch. You aren’t alone. All of the continents used to be one body. You aren’t alone. Go to sleep. Astronomy says: the sun will rise tomorrow, Zoology says: on rainbow-fish and lithe gazelle, Psychology says: but first it has to be night, so Biology says: the body-clocks are stopped all over town and History says: here are the blankets, layer on layer, down and down.

Albert Goldbarth, ”The Sciences Sing a Lullabye”  (via wordsnquotes)

[wnq-writers]

One year ago I would have died for certain people. One year later, half of them are dead to me.

flxorite (via wnq-writers)